Lately, I've been reading some really interesting blogs by men and felt a little envious (ok, maybe jealous) of their wives. I mean, here are some men that actually write what's going on in their minds. Even if their blogs are a secret to their wives, these men are actively processing what's going on in their heads.
I've often wished I could get into my husband's head for just 15 minutes. What is he thinking? How does his mind work? What is he really feeling. Sure, I know, it might not be a pretty picture. It could even be a little scary. But there's so much that's unsaid. There's so much silence. There's so much I want to know that I don't want to have to ask to hear.
The other day I even mentioned to him that I thought it would be great if he wrote a blog. He said that wasn't going to happen. But it's a shame, because, really, he communicates very well in writing. He's just not a talker. He's a thinker. Which brings me back to my point: I wish I could get into his head.
