Sometimes it doesn’t work out

Sometimes we argue.
Sometimes we are the worst ones.
Sometimes I’m the one who’s misunderstood.
Sometimes by him.
Sometimes I’m the speck
and sometimes I’m the whole plank in someone else’s eye.
Yes, we’ve been there too.
Yes, I still go through it too.
We’re not living in some picture 
– perfect dream.
There is life.
There are different people.
There are different expectations.
But as long as I can stay calm,
I’ve learned to clearly see
what belongs to me
and maybe even more importantly,
at least in my case,
what doesn’t.

Did a glass or two ever fly
in the early days of our relationship?
Ha! Maybe even a couple 😁
Did we ever say ugly things to each other?
Oh, absolutely…
Did we throw words at each other,
get offended,
slam doors?
…our doors didn’t even close properly 😂

But…
that was a long time ago.
We’ve been together for 11 years.
Of course we’ve done what everyone does.
We’ve both got strong personalities.
We’ve both got our own wounds.
But we grow with each other.
We keep raising the bar.
Month by month.
Year by year.
We keep looking for what we truly want.
And we let go of what we no longer want.
We raise our standards.
The quality of our everyday life.But do we still sometimes
get upset, yell, or lose our temper?
Of course.
Do we sometimes get tired of each other?
Of course.
But now it’s different.
We stay calm.
We create a sense of safety
for our child
or at least we try.
We give each other time and space
to find one another again.
We give each other time and space
to just be human.
With all the beauty of our strength.
And the truth of our shadows.
But now, with responsibility too.
Emotional responsibility.
❤️