- I make my husband happy when I don’t talk during the news even if something makes me want to monologue
- He makes me happy when he watches one of my old movies and doesn’t complain about the sound or the lame sets
- I go to every Star Trek movie, sometimes on opening night
- At some point he stopped saying things about my family that were sore spots
- He went to the church I picked
- I make pizza ten times more often than I’d ever eat it, and I learned how to make pizza crust like a New Yorker
- I learned how to make cheesecake like a New Yorker though I could go the rest of my life without eating it
- He’d rather the mayo not touch the cheese on a sandwich, and I respect that
- He reads all my manuscripts and gives honest feedback
- I’ve been going through menopause for ten years. Not done yet.
- I know, TMI. But I’ll never lie to you.
- I can tell when I was really difficult the day before, because he doesn’t say much, just walks in the door and hands me a huge Hershey’s bar.
- The only way this tax reform is going to become a reality is for someone, more than one someone, to compromise
- We are taught to be un-compromising in our convictions, and we all have a line we won’t cross
- Still, often the truth is somewhere in the middle, in a balance that is difficult to find
- Takes a lot of love
- Takes some strength
- Someone has to care or nothing will get solved
- Still talking about marriage here
- And other things, but
- Above all
- We have to be brave
Thanks for reading
* mayo touching the cheese makes it goopy and unappealing :) * “Still, often the truth is somewhere in the middle, in a balance that is difficult to find” – This definitely resonates. Wouldn’t be so frustrating if it were more concrete and easier to find but on the other hand life would not be so interesting without a little bit of hot and cold in life for perspective. * Love this monday post. Honest and reflective. Compromise in life and marriage is so requisite.
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Very true, compromise is required in any relationship where one hopes to find joy.
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Reblogged this on Are You Thrilled and commented:
A reprise of a Monday Random post from 2017, which applies directly to the wounds of this past weekend, real and imagined, and no, I will not explain that right now. Thank you for reading.
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I trust the wounds will heal
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Yes indeed, already beginning to heal over
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