I am grateful for the words spoken through books, such as Sacred Marriage, which I've been slowly reading, carefully reading, savoring...that slap me in the face and tell me in no uncertain terms to offer an olive branch, to say I'm sorry please forgive me, even when I don't want to be humble but to humble myself anyways, to explain my wrong doing, and I am grateful for the forgiveness extended for the forgiveness received even when I don't deserve it.
We blow it way to many times. One would think that with time, harsh words, discontentment, unnecessary heartache would become few and far between - with time. But, we love so good that we sometimes fight so bad. And with time, thankfully, asking for forgiveness comes quicker.