MY HUSBAND SAID HE WAS TIRED OF “SUPPORTING” ME… SO I LABELED EVERYTHING I PAID FOR

labels.”

For a moment we stood there together.

Remembering.

The anger.

The hurt.

The lessons.

The growth.

Everything that had brought us here.

Finally David wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

“I’m glad you labeled everything.”

I laughed.

“So am I.”

Outside, someone called us to join the game.

Inside, the chili was almost ready.

Life wasn’t perfect.

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