Oh hello. Don’t you just love it when I have my midnight ramblings about life? Haha. You can read Part One if you’d like, I get really deep and philosophical, I’m warning you. You probably hate my ramblings and don’t even care but I love it. And I care. So anyway… my title for this post is “Why I say I’m sorry to my husband first when I know he’s downright wrong and I’m dang right”. Now, don’t call me an angel or a saint because I can have some major sass and attitude and be the biggest brat when I’m angry, just ask my husband. 🙂 But this lesson is something I’ve learned several months ago and something I try my best to remember and implement when I get annoyed/defensive/mad at my husband.
What are your thoughts on this? Do you care to try it out with your husband/boyfriend/lover next time you get in a fight?