Today was a really hard day for my husband.
I believe when I am a “good” wife I have the ability to make a bad day better. I can make him smile.
Today I did not. I was disgruntled. I was selfishly bent on voicing my needs and a directive on how he could and should be a “good” husband.
I did not know it would be a hard day. Things just happened.
But I do know, now, that I made it worse.
I am sorry.
