The Little Fights

Don't waste your time on stupid little fights. You know the kind of fights I'm talking about too. The times you get mad because your husband didn't put the toilet seat down, or his clothes are all over the bedroom floor, or he didn't rinse off his plate and put it in the EMPTY dishwasher. I mean why do we fight about those things again? Why do we even use the energy to tell them when your upset about something so little when you can just take care of it? Are fights really that worth it? Isn't there something bigger?

After our son was born, we both began to realize all of the stupid little things we argued about were so small compared to what we were going through, what our son was going through. There's so many bigger things. Why are we so worried about the little issues that can easily be resolved? I never did fully figure that out.

Honestly, I think it's because a lot of times people let BIG things build and build and build and then all of a sudden a trigger goes off. When maybe we should just learn to talk about things instead of fighting about them? If your upset about work, or a loss, or life, or anything, talk about it. Don't let it build. Don't sit on it and don't keep it to yourself. People need to talk, that's one of the big reasons why God gave us mouths. Communication is one of the most important things in having a healthy relationship.

No I'm not an expert and yes we still argue about little things, everyone does. But why? There's no point. Usually the little things people do once are the little things people do over and over again. Just take care of it yourself or do it together instead of arguing. Believe me it's not worth it. There are bigger things going on in the world than the toilet lid not being put down or the clothes not being picked up.

At the end of the day, just remember to forgive, say I'm sorry, I love you, and move on. Life is way too short.

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