we were talking tonight about why our fights were so intense and the story that was offered made sense. the intensity of our love and fighting is reflective of our general passion/intensity for life. i don’t particularly consider myself intense or really that passionate (hint hint: type A personality) but in the past few years, i am beginning to suspect that i am no longer grade C personality. although we have had a considerable amount of emotional spars, generally, i don’t find them to be counter productive to the progress of the relationship. much is revealed in these intense moments and the aftermath has been equally insightful. it’s not necessarily something we want but at the same time, i think we’re making some wonderful lemonade with it.
