Grocery shopping.
On a Wednesday night.
With your husband.
Choosing, together, what you are going to eat the next week.
Planning.
Deciding.
Budgeting.
Learning even more about each other.
I get my ice cream, he gets his jalepeno poppers.
Compromise.
Packing together.
Putting it away, together.
Who would think I would ever grow to smile after a trip to the grocery store?
And not just because I got my favorite ice cream.
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