We live near a retirement community, making for a long walking trail. As we were walking, we met an older man who started talking to us. He mentioned that he had to go to funerals, and he did not like them, but they were happening quite a lot.
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I did not know this about myself—I let go of grudges by making the other party suffer, even if it is mock-suffering. And who else can bring this to light except my husband? Who knows which buttons to push for me to be a better version of myself?
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