Maggie: "I'm sorry I get depressed every now and then. I know it must be frustrating."
Me: "That's okay. I'm sorry about the 7 years of alcoholic drinking. Oh, and while we're at it, I'm sorry about the 7 years of alcohol-triggered sleepwalking and scary night disturbances."
I continued: "So, um, I guess with your occasional depression... that makes us even?"
Maggie laughed. And that laugh, in its spirit of genuine forgiveness, is reason number 788314. (And no. We're not even.)
Love to all. Even you, the strange and tipsy guy who, um, clearly dribbled a bit while in the train's bathroom.
4 comments:
That just totally made me smile.
Gotta love love, right?
RIGHT!
lucky bastard!
You're very lucky to have each other...
And it's great to see that you stuck together, even through tough times.
As one who has not been able to make it work, I read this and it tears at my heart. I admire you and your wife.
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