No regrets

Tuesday, June 03, 2008

We had a fight. One of those loud and ugly affairs that leave you wondering if anything, anything at all, will ever be the same again. When even the kissing and the making up felt like an obligation rather than a happy ending to an unfortunate episode. For the first time in years I was actually worried that this would be the end, that we had lost each other in a battle of words, tears, the occasional bitch slap and slamming of doors.

I knew this morning when I wrapped my arms around him, my nose planted closely against his neck, that all the bickering in the world could not end us - but thank god we did make up, because it would be a hellish half decade coming up if we didn’t put it behind us.

I mean, won’t somebody think of the children???

So, with all of it put behind us this has been chalked up to lessons learned - perhaps more so than any other is;

Grilling? Is not something worth fighting over.

No, seriously.