One more time

 Have enough courage to

trust love one more time

and always one more time.

~Maya Angelou

Do things

If I do things for you,

it's not because I want

you to love me...it's

because I want you to

know that I love you.

Concealing

 A man who can't address

your concerns without becoming

hostile or dismissive is concealing

far more than just that response.

Write that down.

His anger is the tell. When she asks a simple question and he explodes, he's not reacting to the question he's reacting to being held accountable. His defensiveness proves he has something to hide. His hostility is admission without words.

A man with nothing to hide answers questions calmly. A man with secrets gets angry. She's asking because she sense dishonesty, and his explosive reaction confirms it. He's not upset because the question is unfair, he's upset because the question is accurate. His rage is a confession. His defensiveness is proof. She doesn't need more answers, she has all the evidence she needs in how he responds to her asking questions.

Tired

You can be tired of someone and still love

them. That is a painful truth because

exhaustion and affection can live in the 

same body. Your heart may still care while

your spirit has nothing left to give. 

Sometimes love stays, but the part of you

that could survive it has already left.

~Richard M. Drake, Detoxify

Both lost

In the end,

They both lost...

He lost a woman that would've never

given up on him and she

lost the woman she was before he broke

her heart 

Honor God

 Do not give up on your

marriage easily just because you

cannot forgive your

undeserving spouse, just

because it's hard to extend

mercy. You made a vow in the

presence of GOD that you

would continue to cleave unto

your spouse every day,

every moment for better, for

worse. Honor the vows to honor

GOD and honor GOD without

holding grudges.

Last ordinary day

 You never know

when you're

living the

last ordinary day

before life changes.

That's part of

what makes

ordinary days

so precious.

~Lori Deschene