Dear Darling Wife,
I’m not much of a talker. You knew that long before we got married. It’s not that I don’t like people; I just usually prefer listening or reading to talking.
When we’re having a conversation, I often ask you to get to the point. I ask why you’re telling me a certain story. I sometimes get bored.
But that isn’t healthy. It’s not wise, and it isn’t kind. I recognize those tendencies as negative, so I work against them and ask God to help me do better in conversing with you.
Thankfully, you’re wired exactly the opposite. You love talking, and you always want to hear how I’m doing. You want to hear me talk. You draw me out.
Thank you for teaching me to talk. Thank you for showing me the benefit of conversation. Thank you for illustrating how wonderful it is to get to know someone through a flowing, living conversation that may not even have a definite goal. Thanks for patiently waiting as I learn to communicate better. Thanks for loving me.
I love you.