Unstoppable vs. Immovable: No One Ever Wins
You’ve heard the old adage of an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object? That’s our household today. An argument leads to separation, accusation, and a lack of emotional penetration on either side.
Don’t get me wrong; there’s no long-term damage or foreseeable circumstance that would lead to a REAL separation, but it’s definitely at a place where two floors and silence are the best referees in the heavyweight bout.
The good part is that no one is budging, so it’s interesting to see that both of us are passionate about our perspectives, and hopefully, we’ll grow from this scenario. The bad part? You always miss your partner most when you choose not to be near them out of anger.
Does it really matter what the argument is about? Misplaced frustration on her part, unnecessary sensitivity on my part, it’s the darkest parts of our relationship over the past four years. Sometimes, it has to reach impasses like this in order to define how much we really love each other. In the past, I have let macho get in the way of seeking swift resolution, and it takes a lot to come back from that.
But because I have an intelligent independent wife, it’s also a flaw of hers. When the stars align and the sun is just right, we both adopt the “get you first” philosophy, and it equates to one of two things. Late night arguments that find resolution in the early hours of the following day, or several days of snapping at each other and mixed signals.
It’s a blower that we are probably going to be arguing throughout the Fourth of July weekend, but so be it. We’ll let the Lord sort it out and keep praying for the best. For now, my immediate future is filled with X-Box Live, blogging and probably Subway sandwiches.
Man, I hate arguing with my wife.
