Conceding

Probably the single worst thing about me is my willingness to allow others that I believe have wronged me to needlessly suffer.

If my wife and I have an argument about something, it bugs her more than it bugs me. She doesn’t breathe fully until it is resolved. We’ve generally gotten pretty good at resolution and our disagreements rarely last longer than a couple of hours.

But sometimes I have this urge to grab her and hug her and tell her we are good before I’m really ready. I feel that doing so would “let her off the hook,” so to speak, and she wouldn’t be paying the price for whatever modest transgression she committed, so I often resist. Isn’t that about the worst quality you’ve ever heard of a person having? Me too.

If this is you, too, then you and I both need to stop. Conceding and deferring to save those we love is precisely what love looks like.