#BunTingStory: I Learned to Ask These Three Questions

One of the areas I truly value in my relationships with my hubby is our open communication. Even in those early dating years, we would talk for hours. We talked about our careers, our dreams, our love of music, our relationship with God and so much more. I was always amazed that we could find so much to discuss. It was then we agreed to be willing to be transparent with each other.

Years later, this continues to be one of the strongest areas in our marriage. Now, don’t misunderstand me. Although I am thankful we can talk so freely with each other; sometimes I didn’t want open communication. I didn’t want to hear what he has to say. Because to talk about and through our issues means dealing with some messy and uncomfortable areas. It means dealing with my feelings of anger because he can’t or won’t agree with my point of view. Yet, being willing to talk also meant working toward healing and growth. Meaningful communication meant working toward a healthier version of us.

Even though we talked about a lot, I realized there were a lot of assumptions I made regarding what my hubby thought, experienced, and needed. From this realization, I learned to ask these three questions.Continue reading “#BunTingStory: I Learned to Ask These Three Questions”

Stop Interrupting Me!


I have issues with people who interrupt during conversations.

Like seriously, shut up! Here I am, trying to relay my point and I can’t get more than two words in without you cutting in. If I respect you when you are talking, then I would presume that you should do the same to me.

God, that’s why I really don’t like talking to people. I know not everyone is like that, interrupting and all, but there are people out there who just don’t know when to let others talk. Sometimes, I get the sense that people aren’t talking to each other- they are talking at each other. Which there is a difference. Basically, it comes down to whether you are listening to the person or not.

Really, I don’t think people know how to listen anymore. Everything’s all about them, and so they think that their opinion matters more than others. Which *apparently* means that they have to intervene at every single opportunity just to say something. Just to hear themselves talk. Doesn’t matter what, but in any case it’s really inconsiderate, not to forget rude as hell.Continue reading “Stop Interrupting Me!”