In the three years we’ve known each other, my husband and I have only had one major fight.
It was about a year and a half ago, and it was pretty much resolved within the hour.
There was some door slamming, and some crying, and then he apologized (it was his fault, after all).
And then it was over.
What is our secret to not fighting?
We don’t like to.
Yup. That’s really all there is to it.
We hate to fight.
And, as a result, we don’t pick at each other. If one of us is annoying or annoyed, instead of getting annoyed back, we usually just laugh.
We make a joke of it, and we don’t take anything personally.
When he is cranky, I ask him if he is cranky, and he says yes.
When I am cranky, he asks me if I am okay, and I say no, not really.
We talk about it.
We go to bed, and get enough sleep, and the next day we are fine.
Every day, I wake up knowing that we will be happy. There won’t be tension between us, and instead of sucking my emotional energy out of me, our relationship will give me more.
And I have to say: this is my definition of bliss.
For more on this subject, read this post.
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