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Saw this and thought: I wished my parents had taught me how to tell the difference.
Then I remembered...the example had been playing out in front of me for much of their 43 year marriage.
I got the memo, I just didn’t read it.
True healing began the day I was able to say, “It’s my responsibility to read the memo.”
So true. It took me a while, but I have one such man.
Reblogging this Joelle.
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You are, indeed, blessed. 🙂
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🙂
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Reblogged this on pensitivity101 and commented:
Just a thought, and one worth reblogging.
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Thanks for sharing. 🙂
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most welcome.
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My parents had that memo on the fridge, and I have memorized it by heart 😋
Have a great Merry Christmas!
Sid
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Happy to hear that you had the memo presented to you in different ways. It helps instill the message.
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This is wonderful!
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Thanks. 🙂
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I love this so much. And how lucky I am to be married to a man who is all those things, miraculously enough.
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You are fortunate. Out of my 5 marriages, it was my 2nd husband and my present husband who most closely resembled it.
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preach!
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Every chance I get. 🙂
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