Arguements are brutal. They make me want to hide away somewhere. And my pride steps in and picks my words for me, and usually sets the tone for my attitude.
And sometimes, I KNOW I'm right. I feel strongly about proving a point. I think that it is what is best for our family.
And still...sometimes, I have to drop it.
I have to set aside my arguement, my side of the story. I have to not only drop that subject, but avoid bringing up a hundred other subjects that I know will cause strife.
This morning, my pride won. And I feel this gap between my heart and Tom's heart. But I know how to heal it...my pride is just begging me to hold onto my anger and hurt feelings.
I will make things right. Even if it is through gritted teeth.
Hannah:1 Pride:0
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