A while back I posted Taking Out the Garbage. It was about how marriages work better when small incidents are forgiven. Marriages also work better when larger incidents are forgiven.
In late August one year somewhat long ago, as I was about to enter first grade, the whole family was at an auction sale in a small farm village. My Dad had just bought an above ground swimming pool at the auction, so we were all happy. My one older sister escorted me and the next younger sister (three years older than me) to the car. For whatever reason, this sister decided to go back to the auction sale. As she crossed the highway, she was hit by a drunk recklessly pulling out of a parking space.
She was ferried away in an ambulance to the hospital in the county seat. My Mom accompanied her. Meanwhile, my Dad casually gathered up us kids and we worked our way to the hospital. When we arrived, we learned that my sister had died. My Mom was grief-stricken.
Many years later, long after my Dad was gone, she told of how mad she was that he took so long to get to the hospital. She was there all alone. This she did not like. She said that it was the worst half hour of her life.
Probably my Dad knew the situation with respect to my sister before the ambulance left, and realized that time was not of the essence. So there was no use hurrying and perhaps compounding the problem. Furthermore, he undoubtedly did not think that the half hour that my Mom spent alone until we got there would be an issue.
To finish up the story, my Mom forgave my Dad, and family life was good. Of course she could have held the resentment forever, degrading family life. Which I am glad she did not do.
Exit Question — Why are modern women so eager to damage their families with their unresolved psychological issues?