Per Wikipedia: The olive branch is usually a symbol of peace or victory and was historically worn by brides. This symbol, deriving from the customs of Ancient Greece, is strongest in Western culture.
This morning, I offered one to my husband:
I brewed him this cup of Peace Coffee and told him that I meant everything I said last night, but I still love him. I don’t want to fight… especially about my daughter. “Our” daughter, as it were. I have to remember that he walked in and accepted the responsibility of raising a kid that he did not make…. that’s important. How we go about doing that is a work in progress… we just have to keep working together.
I could not get him to see things from my perspective last night… so I will wait until a situation presents itself as an example of what I was trying to explain. I’ve asked him to do the same. Hopefully we can learn to be on the same page before Little J hits the hard years… we’re in the safe zone for now. It won’t stay that way forever!
Amanda
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Good start! It won’t be easy, but if you both work together I’m sure everything else will work itself out. :)
Yeahhh I love that guy even though he makes me see red sometimes. I talk a big game but I’d never leave him. I don’t enter into lifelong contracts unless I intend to follow through.
Thank God for coffee, is all I can say!
Way to be the bigger person (first time ever huh shorty?)
First time indeed, on both accounts. It’s ShortIE by the way :)
Sorry ShortIE? Not sure what the heck the difference is.
I’m not sure… but when I was in middle school and realized that my nickname was going to be Shortie whether I like it or not, changing the spelling was the small ounce of control I had over it. And I thought it looked “cooler”. Probably why during the short period of time I was known as “Mandi” that I also wanted it spelled differently lol. You know, pre-teen girls and stuff.
Works for me, ShortIE.