My husband and I had a conversation, ahem, this morning.  Now I have to say that I am the door slammer in our house.  It just makes me feel better.  It’s not an expression of my feelings, well I guess maybe it is, but it’s my equivalent of a punching bag I guess or throwing breakables.

My husband is not a door slammer.  He’s very contained, which drives me crazy!

But I think he needed to express his feelings about our conversation this morning and he slammed the door.  And knocked off one my favorite pictures of our 18 year old baby boy, which smashed into a gazillion pieces.  Maybe that might be a slight exaggeration. 

He texted me a little while later and told me that he loved me and that he was so sorry.  And he asked me to forgive him.

It made me feel lighter and whole again.  Words can do such harm.  They are such little things, but they can feel like little knives pressing into your heart.  Even if that wasn’t the intent.

After I got his text I thought “You have to say the words”, even if it’s just a text.  Sometimes technology is a help instead of a hindrance.  It can make you brave if it just feels to hard to say out loud.  It’s a good step towards saying the words out loud.

I love you, I forgive you, I’m so sorry.  I said all of these things to him this morning too and he told me that I didn’t have anything to be sorry for.  First time for everything!  But I felt like I needed to say them too.  Disagreements and arguments are never one sided.

But saying the words can be so healing.

That’s all.  I just felt the need to say it out loud.