Sunday night my Partner in Crime and I had a pretty good fight. He pointed out some things to me that were hard to hear, however, they were very correct. I realized that there are some things in my conduct that need to change. It was one of those fights that keep you up, tossing and turning. I was doing a lot of soul searching, a lot of thinking, planning, and deciding. When I got up this morning I was tired and stilling stinging from the confrontation. Today we chatted a little, and when he got home we were polite, but you could tell there was still tension in the air. During the evening we had an ok time, but then I forgot myself and snapped at him, again. Sigh…. I told him I was sorry, he didn’t say much, until we were driving home, and he reached over and held my hand. He held my hand for about 10 minutes, didn’t say anything. Sometimes the smallest of gestures say a thousand words.
It’s amazing what a touch can do, isn’t it?! Hope things are all better soon.