Tiffs

Did you ever wake up in the morning in a great mood and then you and the spouse/significant other get into some stupid tiff? My husband is my best friend and a good majority of the time we get along just fine. We each have our own little annoyances that we always have to live with, work with, deal with, or ignore, but as far as I can tell, that’s just what life is all about. I don’t tighten the lids on jars; he leaves his beer bottles sitting around; I don’t always get him; he doesn’t always get me.  Every relationship I’ve been able to observe up close seems to have similar elements so I don’t get too terribly concerned. That’s just a part of life. 

The thing that always gets me is that silence that can occur when neither party is willing to concede. We walk past each other in some kind of stubborn display of wills and wait for the other party to speak or act first. Silly and childish, but we probably wouldn’t have had a disagreement if we had not acted silly and childish in the first place.

One would think that 2 adults who love each other would learn to interact on a different level when disagreements arise, but then I guess if we were doing that we wouldn’t be needing this experience… this life. When I look at the world and all the huge differences that keep arising, I have to stop and be eternally grateful that though we do not always mesh, there is one person that I can call best friend, lover, partner, pal and so much more; who will forgive me my transgressions, put up with my snoring, tell me I’m lovely even at my worst moments, and continue to love me through good stuff and bad. 

Now, where were we before we got derailed? Oh, yeah, I remember… it’s a beautiful morning, the sun is shining and my best friend is waiting to spend the day with me.