Making Up Is Hard to Do

It all started as something really dumb.  My wife and I had an argument over something we should have resolved many years ago since we have celebrated our twenty fifth wedding anniversary last year.  It was a Wednesday night and I had decided to go to one of the local college’s basketball game.  She originally had plans to be with her small group.  Truthfully we had been avoiding each other for a couple of days.  I had been complaining of her spending too little time with me.   She called while I was at work. It was then I let her in on my plans.  She had called to tell me she was going to stay home.  Needless to say we both allowed ourselves to be full of self and ended the phone conversation hurt and angry with me still going to the game and her going home.  I still had a while before the game and as I waited in my office became aware of my wrong behavior.

I decided to head home and not go to the game.  I stopped at a local market to get something for supper and while I was there bought some flowers.  I called my wife to see if she needed anything and to let her know I was on the way home.  I was making brownie points.
I walked in the house and she was on the phone but quickly noticed the flowers.  For a moment she was speechless and then a tear filled her eyes.  She came over and gave me a sweet kiss and hug while she continued to talk on the phone.