Just say I’m sorry

One of the crazy things about grief is that you circle back to everything you said, everything you laughed about, everything you fought about during your time together. Joe and I laughed ALOT. He always found a way to make me smile, even in the middle of an argument, which used to annoy the crap out of me while I was laughing the whole time. But we didn’t really fight the way I know a lot of married people do. We bickered occasionally, mostly because I was always more stubborn than him.

You see, I LOVE to argue. My dad always told me I should have been a lawyer. And I hate to back down, especially if I’m certain that I’m right. And isn’t that every, single time?

Of course, I wasn’t always right. But more importantly, I should have learned the fine art of conceding even when I was.

I know it used to drive Joe crazy when we would get into one of our long-drawn out discussions about whatever the issue at hand was. He couldn’t stand those long talks. He just wanted them to end, and I just wanted him to agree with me. None of it matters now but moving forward I will definitely be more flexible with the people I love. I regret not being more flexible with Joe.

Is there a song about it? You know there is. I swear Pink & Chris Stapleton wrote their songs just for me.

Everybody wants to be
The one who’s right
Everybody wants the last word
To end the fight
Every day is a new day
With a chance to choose
Sometimes the way you win
Is to say you lose

I should have lost more often with my Joe. If I could give advice to young couples out there, it’s don’t let your pride get in the way of your relationship. Being right is not worth it.

Just say you’re sorry.