It seems that the longer I am single, the more I love it! Consider the perks of singledom: I can watch whatever I want on television whenever I want. I can crank the heat to a balmy 74 degrees or leave it at a cool 63. I can sprawl out diagonally on my bed every single night, and there is no loud snoring to rudely interrupt my sleep.
When Amazon packages arrive, I need not hide them or lie to anyone about said box’s contents. Ahhh, life is good!
Perhaps the best part (as most of these perks illustrate) is that I never get in a fight with anyone. There is no yelling or screaming or being mad-at. No silent treatments or ranting to my sisters about what he did (or didn’t do)! I don’t storm off to work in a bad mood staring at my phone waiting for so-and-so to text an apology.
Life is calm, and I kind-of freaking love it this way! If I am being honest, I forget what it is like to fight with someone else altogether. But what I do remember is that when I did get into a fight with the person I loved, it consumed me. It didn’t matter if it was about something small (like hitting snooze one too many times) or something bigger (like dishonesty or deceit) — fighting was always painful.
I now know that every fight presents the opportunity to grow, learn and embrace your partner, and work on healing from whatever-it-is you are fighting about … together.
In order to learn more about these lessons, I thought I would go straight to the source and ask couples about their most memorable fights and what they learned. These conversations, in turn, taught me a few things about lasting, resilient love. Read on to discover what love requires.