Another perk of fighting is the lovely feelings you experience once you've both apologized and moved on. What we were arguing about was arguably stupid and trivial, but I still learned today how precious the gift of forgiveness is. It's the only way to achieve true love, and feel joy. Tonight, all was forgotten when we attended a friend's wedding. The reception was at the Briarhurst, which is where Trenton proposed to me six years ago, in this very gazebo. He really is one of my favorite people. I love the guy.