It was one of those times where hiccups happen in relationships, where trivial misunderstandings arise from our personal perspectives and analysis, and our little mood swings and emotions toy with our minds and hearts so much so that we say or do things that step on each other toes.
Interestingly, these are the times where I look back and laugh at our idiosyncrasies, at the same time reflect about how matters could be better improved and how we can deal with similar situations moving forward.
So yesterday night while I was dear's bike home, I was actually pouting and grumbling about a particular incident that happened earlier which caused quite a bit of tension between us. In my mind, I was trying to justify and rationale a million reasons of why there was no need for some things to be said and done, and why I was right, he was wrong etc etc..
Then it hit me that, there is no right and wrong in love.
Probably I should elaborate further by saying that.. yes, you can be right, he is wrong but ultimately.. DOES IT REALLY MATTER?
Pondering further, I felt ashamed of my grumbles and pouts. I was thinking or what the bible spoke of how love .. "is not easily angered and, it keeps no record of wrongs."
It is then I resolved that love is indeed beyond keeping no record of wrongs, it is an act of reconciliation and forgiveness.
Hence, I placed my hands around his waist while we were on the bike to signify that I was sorry, and that everything is ok.
.. it was the greatest relief and feeling I had after being freed from being bitter and angry. I smiled to myself.
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