“We’re so lucky,” I said to my husband Andy after dinner. “We’ve got a good life.”

“Yes,” he nodded, not taking his eyes off the computer, “We do.”

“We really need to take these peaceful moments and realize how lucky we are.”

“You’re right.”

“Because you never know when things can get bad again.”

“Uh huh.”

“No really. Something awful could happen at any moment. Another family crisis. One of us could fall out of love.  The house could burn down. Everything could fall apart. Maybe even tomorrow.”

Andy looked up. “Or, things could be great.”

“They could, but they could also be bad.”

“Or they could be great.”

“But it could be awful!” I was annoyed. He was NOT getting the seriousness of this discussion.

“Things could just be fine and good,” Andy said, clicking away at his keyboard.

I raised the pitch of my voice. “But we have to be prepared for the bad times.”

“Maybe there won’t be any.” He closed his computer and turned to face me, clearly gearing himself up for another “Joan Moment”.

I almost launched into a full-blown attack about how Andy didn’t understand how insightful and significant I was being – but then I caught myself.

“Wait a minute. This is ridiculous,” I said, taking a deep breath to calm down my inner storm. “This is about to be the stupidest fight we’ve ever had.”

“Yes, it is,” Andy agreed, looking wary at my abrupt turn-around.

“But,” I felt my frustration at not being understood rise up and threaten to erupt. Instead, I managed to squeak out a crooked giggle that turned into a delicious belly laugh, tugging Andy into laughter as well.

Yes.

The best feeling in the world is all around me. When I choose to see it. @joanhlangford (Click to Tweet!)

Joan Langford is a Life/Wellness Coach, Voice Teacher, and Singer/Songwriter living just outside Boulder, CO.  She has a blog called “Living Creatively With Chronic Illness.” 

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