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Like dominoes I see marriages falling down. Some for more obvious and irrevocable circumstances than others. The shock can be incredible when you see a friend blindsided, their life turned upside down, their kids manipulated, and their home divided. I’m not pretending to be God here and judging everyone, I’m just noticing something that shocks me.

When I woke up this morning on my 11th wedding anniversary, I never expected to spend half the day in a hardware store. Missing Charlie’s soccer game, a parent texted, ‘Is Charlie coming?’ Rushing Charlie out of bed, we sped off. Meanwhile, on our anniversary, Bryan sneaked to Save Mart for a card, leaving his phone at home.

The last time my husband and I had a moment of contention, I couldn’t pinpoint the issue, but I sensed something wrong. After sixteen years, I stopped wanting to win, knowing it meant we’d both lose. We semi-argued over something invisible, using innuendos and zingers to convey we wouldn’t yield. I realized this wasn’t about today but about a thousand yesterdays.