Turning Old Clichés into
New Maxims:
Some Things Are Better Left Unsaid
By Richard Eyre
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column appears every two weeks … with an old cliché replaced
by a new maxim each time. Click
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My grandmother
again! And again, she was right in some circumstances and
in some relationships. There certainly are times to hold our
tongues, to agree to disagree, to avoid criticism and even
conflict. Even Thumper knows that (one of grandmother’s favorites)
and shared his knowledge with Bambi: “If you can’t say sumthin’
nice, don’t say anythin’ at all.”
So what’s
the problem?
The problem
is communication. Way too much goes unsaid these days.
Way too many feelings get bottled up. Way too many marriages
and other important relationships turn stale or ugly or simply
end because too much is left unsaid.
Consider,
as an extreme example, the story of Alf and Anna from the
old county. Anna said, “Alf, we’re married twenty-five years
now and you never tell me you love me.” Answers Alf, “Anna,
I old you I loved you the day we were married. If anything
changes, I’ll let you know!”
It’s not
only the positive things that we need to say; it’s also the
concerns, the frustrations, the hunts, and the feelings that
need to get out, get aired, get communicated, get understood.
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My wife,
Linda, grew up with two marvelous parents who resembled Alf
and Anna. Actually, they both resembled Alf. Her father was
a quiet, stoic man who worked hard and had deep loyalties
but show showed his affections more though a twinkle in his
eye than through anything he ever said. Her mother was a delightful,
energetic woman, who, in her eighties still went bowling twice
a week and occasionally played volleyball, but still kept
most feelings to herself.
Linda
remembers from her childhood that when her mother felt a little
anger or frustration with her father, she had the habit of
going into the kitchen and shamming the knife-and-fork drawer
a couple of times. The metallic crashing sound was both therapeutic
and slightly symbolic of how her insides felt.
I observed
some of these “silent techniques” in Linda’s parents while
we were dating, and we committed ourselves to more openness
and to the sharing of feelings. We would always say it, good
or bad, positive or negative, so long as it was honest.
All of this committing makes one certain day about two weeks
after our wedding particularly memorable (and illustrative
of how hard it is to change things that we’ve grown up with)/.
Sitting
in the tiny living room/bedroom of our student housing apartment,
I did something that made Linda very angry and upset. Her
face turned red and her eyes looked daggers in my direction,
but she said nothing. Instead she got up, strode into the
kitchen, and slammed the knife-and fork drawer as hard as
she could.
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Hopefully
in each of our marriages and families the goal is unity —
even “oneness.” Yet there can’t be true oneness when there
are hidden feelings or secrets. The question in this context
is not whether we should express our feelings — we should.
The question is how and when.
“When” is
not always at the moment you feel the most upset, and “how”
is not always with the first words that come t o mind, but
expressing feelings — getting them out — is a must within
a marriage.
There is
something remarkable powerful and surprisingly secure
about a relationship in which everything is shared and nothing
is hidden. Such a relationship requires real commitment and
love, and it unfolds and opens with the goal of becoming one,
even as you hold on to individuality. When this happens,
our lives begin to feel a completion that is impossible in
any other way.
The new maxim
sounds a little ghoulish — a little like Halloween — but most
married couples who think about it know that it is true:
UNEXPRESSED
FEELINGS NEVER DIE; THEY JUST GET BURIED AND COME FORTH LATER
IN UGLIER FORMS.
I think you
will agree that this new maxim is better than the old cliché.
Next column we will look at a saying that became popular via
the movie and book titled Love Story. The cliché is
“love means you never have to say you’re sorry.”