Not All Arguments Push Couples Apart — Sometimes They Bring Them Closer.

When I was young, my parents sometimes argued — usually in the kitchen, with Mom cooking and Dad picking some random arguement I barely understood. It drove me crazy. I’d grab Dad’s hand, lead him upstairs to the balcony, and promise to bring him his favorite tea. But by the time I returned, he was already back in the kitchen, arguing again. Fed up, I turned to my sister for advice. She just gave me a smug look. That’s when it hit me: Dad didn’t care about the argument. He just wanted to be near Mom. My sister had figured it out long ago — and after that, I stopped interfering.

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bijouxbroussard · F

My mother had the habit of fussing over Pop a bit. He’d be out working in the yard and she’d say, "He doesn’t have his jacket and it’s cold out there !" She’d take a coat or sweater out, and we’d hear her say, "Are you trying to catch your death ? C’mon, now." And if he coughed, or said something hurt, she’d drag him to the doctor. He’s outlived everyone in his original family, including younger relatives, in no small part to how well she took care of him, and he acknowledges it.
Sadly, he’s also outlived Mom…and I know he misses her every day. 😞