While I was serving with the US Marines, I spent several winters up on the DMZ in Korea. At that time, the DMZ area was predominately US Army territory and one of the main units up there was the 1st of the 506 Infantry. There motto was 'Stands Alone" and as they would salute our vehicles as we would prepare to cross over Freedom Bridge, they would always shout it aloud...STANDS ALONE!
I'm sure that is how my wife feels at times. She stands alone in our house as its sole female occupant. EVERY SINGLE THING that goes wrong in our house (that she isn't responsible for herself) is the fault of a male. Oh it may be me. It may be my older boy. It may be our baby. But no matter what, if she didn't do it, a male did! She especially isn't very fond of our bathroom habits (which is why I have my own bathroom in the basement). Apparently my sons need to spend more time on the range as their marksmanship has come into question.
If she asks "who made this mess?" we safely assume it wasn't her and then of course its the males fault. If she says "what happened in here?" we safely assume she doesn't really know and of course its the males fault. You get the idea. Men, like all of God's fallen people, are not perfect. In my wife's world, she sees our imperfections amplified by 3x and to her, it must seem like men are simply incapable of any good at all. Of course, you would think that she would give up, throw in the towel and abort the mission to love and honor me and nurture and love our sons...and yet she loves us all the more. Despite our three-fold magnitude faults, she try-tries again...which is why we all love her so!
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