Five years of marriage. Today, I had another argument with my husband over a trivial matter. How many times has this happened this month… Are we really done for? The days when we could laugh together over silly things feel like a distant past. "Are you okay, Mrs.?" My neighbor, Kazuya, called out to me. It felt good to be treated kindly by someone other than my husband. As I vented, I realized that my heart was slowly wavering.
