We had a fight
Recently, my husband and I had a fight. It has actually been a long time since the last one. And truthfully, that’s how it should be. Fights in a marriage shouldn’t disappear. If a marriage is growing, the arguments should grow wiser too. This one started because of me. I responded inappropriately, at the wrong time. But sometimes, as a woman, a single response can unlock emotions that have been quietly stored away. Things we never intended to bring up, suddenly standing at the door. It escalated. Not with shouting. Not with hurtful words. Just silence. You know how people joke that when women are angry, they start folding clothes? Well… it’s surprisingly true. My husband knew I was sulking. Even though, if we’re being honest, I had no right to. I was the one who started it. Still, he came to me. He called me with the gentle names he always uses. He even brought home things he knows I like. From where I stood, he had already chosen peace. He had already moved on. ...