It’s not good days that define a relationship. They just build memories.
It’s the bad days that define it.
It’s the days when you feel like you’ve been flattened by a bulldozer and the other person feels like they’ve been dropped from a 20 storeyed building but you still manage to get through without snapping each others’ heads off that define a relationship.
Mom wakes up to cranky mother-in-law. Daughter woken up by panicking boss.
You reach office and see a stinker of a mail. Boss reaches office after treating kids’ injured finger.
You think you’re running a fever and teammate takes an off.
You’ve got a cold and music teacher turns up, soaking wet from the unexpected rain.
You want to bitch about the guy who won’t pay you attention and your friend/listening post is nursing a broken heart.
You get the picture….
The better you get through these days, the better the chances that your relationship will not only survive, but flourish.
But the good days? Ah, its the good days that see you through the bad…