Mark Pyatt
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My Date Night Insomnia
It is 4 am on Friday morning and I can't sleep. I am reflecting on a conversation with my husband from the night before. "Why are we always the last on the list for a night out? All I ask is for one night a month for us to go out." These words shot through me with an unexpected force. Not because these words were mine but because these were the words of my husband. In a moment's flash I could have gone to defensiveness as I thought... (posted by Mark 5 years 38 days ago.)
It is 4 am on Friday morning and I can't sleep. I am reflecting on a conversation with my husband from the night before. "Why are we always the last on the list for a night out? All I ask is for one night a month for us to go out." These words shot through me with an unexpected force. Not because these words were mine but because these were the words of my husband. In a moment's flash I could have gone to defensiveness as I thought... (posted by Mark 5 years 38 days ago.)
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