The Tammy Equation

This is kinda funny since I just realized that it has been almost 4 months since I have written anything. Even funnier that the last time I wrote something it was making fun of my wife, Tammy! Today is a little different twist on the same suspect.

 I am busy. I mean, some of you understand but others have no idea how busy my life is. It isn’t because I am accumulating a pile of money to retire on. It isn’t because I’m any more important than anyone else. I’m busy because of the life that Tammy and I have chosen. Being busy is sometimes frustrating but most of the time very rewarding.

 At my core I am an optimist. Tammy would tell you that that is an understatement. I have learned to simply enjoy life. I only get one here on earth so why be miserable? I can’t control most things but I can control my attitude so I choose to do just that. But that isn’t what the “Tammy Equation” is all about. My attitude just simply helped me to see the results of the Equation during a very frustrating day.

This day happened to be yesterday. Nothing bad happened it was a typical day but it was one of the busiest ones by far. Tammy left the house around 7:30am and I left around 8:00am. And that was the last time I saw her until 6:00am this morning when we woke up together. That is a frustrating day to me because for me, my wife is truly my best friend and I have withdrawals when I don’t get to see her, kiss her, and sit down beside of her. In the middle of the day I got a text from her that simply said, “Hey you!” I must admit that I smiled the biggest smile that I had all day.

When I walked into my house around 10pm, Tammy was already in bed. As I looked around the kitchen, it was cleaned, dishes washed, everyone’s lunches were set out on the counter for the next morning, and everything was, well, taken care of. And that’s when the Tammy Equation hit me! So I’m going to give it to you along with showing work for all the math teachers out there. Remember, you can’t just give an answer; you have to show how you get to the answer!

 Tammy + Local Church = Better church

You see, Tammy isn’t a typical Pastor’s wife. No offense to the Pastors or their wives out there but Tammy doesn’t sit in the front, speak on stage, sing in front of people (she sings but only in front of me and kids and we’ll talk about that in a minute). She works. Tirelessly! See, she works a full-time, outside of the home, job and still works at the church. She takes her rotations in the nursery and fills in when anyone is out. She makes the church better.

 Tammy + Job = Better job

People that work with her like working with her because she works. She doesn’t wait on others to do things, she does them. People ask her to come work for them because they know she works. She makes her job, the job, better!

 Tammy + Family = Better family

Refer back to the singing thing. This is the funniest story that I could never relate to its full effect. She gets a song in her head and she just sings at home. This weekend I have no idea what name of the song is but here is what she would bust out with at the most random times, “hey, hey, we’re tha monkeys, and we’re not monkeyin around!” Yeah, you really should’ve been there. Jordan said to me after one of the renditions, “Mom is so awesome!” Pretty high praise from an 18 year old! That’s not the half of it but some of you are at work and will get in trouble if this is too long! Tammy makes our family better and not just because she cooks (wow, can this woman cook), cleans, listens, loves, and cares but because she is there.

And lastly just because I have to get to work also,

Tammy + Me = Better me

I am difficult. I am demanding. I am focused. I am distracted. But Tammy makes me better. Last year I was out of the country over 40 days. She kept everything going while I was gone and was at the airport every single time I came home. When we woke up this morning she wasn’t complaining because I was so late getting home, she laid her head on my chest and said, “Good morning!” She is a giver; Period. She gives and gives and gets aggravated when I give back. She keeps me connected to my family, she keeps me humble for my church, she just, well honestly, makes me better!

            If you don’t believe me, then you should try the Tammy equation for yourself because it’s simple math. Whatever she’s a part of is better. And on February 16^th I will celebrate 24years of better with her. I love her!

 

            Have an awesome week!

            Pastor Dad