Oh yes, I can be a prick, too, but as I am reflecting about life & love, I have to tell this. Recently, I had an argument with my hubby, John, and I went downstairs to sleep on the sofa, but I couldn’t sleep.
Then I went to work without saying goodbye kissing him on his forehead, as I usually do. On the train, I felt discomfort, something was missing. Then, wallowing in my annoyance, in my head I was organizing all things I wanted to say to him. By the time I got to the office, I was exhausted, and I hadn’t even turned on my computer. I had spent way too much energy being annoyed.
So I resorted to a better feeling...Love. I forgot about how annoyed I was and felt better.
I adore myself, but I adore my husband, too. We will never be a perfect couple, but we love each other. I can not conceive my life without him. So the only fight I want to have with him is the one when we use our cheeks, because when my cheek is against his, everything melts away, and that is love.