This morning, my husband and I get in an argument over something that I seriously can’t remember. We’re standing in the kitchen, arguing over lunchboxes or breakfasts or the weather or socks.
I’m making my final excellent point when my husband leaves the room.
My youngest looks up at me and says, “You lost that fight, mom. Dad won.”
I burst out laughing.”Oh, did he?” Before I can defend my superior logic and obvious advantage in debate, my husband returns.
He says, “We both lost.”
My youngest nods in understanding. Nobody wins.
We both lose when we get angry with each other. Something about how both of us lose helps me humble myself when it comes to arguing. Even if I win, I lose.
Isn’t it so true?