I want to explain a couple of things about my wife. Don't worry, this won't be one of those self-indulgent posts. I'm making a point here, so bear with me.
Mrs. Wraith was a severe arachnophobe, to the point where a Daddy Longlegs would make her jump, and a Wolf Spider would have her hauling out the nuclear arms we keep in a dark corner of our basement. This was five years ago.
This week, she let a tarantula crawl on her. Willingly. She's still stunned at her own progress, but I'm not. Why? Simple.
Mrs. Wraith is an American. We are the people who rise to the challenge, who never listen to those who say, "you won't," who look fear in the eye and spit. Whether it's conquering an irrational phobia, walking on the surface of the moon, or saving our nation from socialist tyranny...we can do it. We must. And we will.
All of you real Americans, both here and abroad, read and comprehend this post...and remember who we are.
You make a great point, sir.
ReplyDeleteAnd please tell Mrs. Wraith congratulations on the progress. Facing a fear, whether it's rational or irrational, takes guts, which she obviously has and is willing to use. :)
Mrs. Wraith just blushed. ;)
ReplyDeleteThanks for commenting...every now and then, I get concerned that people won't get my tangents and/or point. Too many years of dealing with stupid people, I guess.