Forgiving

Recently, Ryan and I got mad at each other. Then, after a cool down, I said sorry for not being patient with him. He said sorry for whatever he had done wrong(I can't remember now). We hugged and I felt so close to him. It felt really good to have a mutual apology. I'm not sure why that's a novel feeling after 17 years of marriage together. We haven't fought much and mostly just move on with life when we do. I have the motto that "It's more important to stay married than to be right". A simple apology from both of us was really a tender memory from me. I liked that and don't want to forget it.