A decade

Ten years ago tonight I was curled up with my new husband after a hectic and crazy wedding day and a great reception. I look at him now and wonder how we ever made it through those first crazy years. Oh the insane expectations newlywed's have of each other, the roles we thrust ourselves and our spouses into because they are what we saw all our lives.

Thank god for psychotherapy! Sure I was seeing my shrink for my depression, but he taught me how to change those unhealthy patterns and learn how to really talk about things with my husband. I sometimes laugh when I think of all the times I used to stew about things for months, letting them built to a bursting point before hitting Mr. Ipsis. full force with all the pent up rage. And he would simply slip into silence to punish me when he was angry. We still have our moments, but they are only moments and don't drag into months of misunderstandings anymore. I think we're just now hitting our stride. Here's to forty more years of marital misunderstandings and mischief!