My husband and I have our share of fights. We don’t throw things at each other but we have raised our voice at one another. We are more careful now that we have a son. We protect him by not letting him witness any emotional outburst. We also have agreed never to sleep without resolving the problem first. But somehow it was easier said than done. There were a few times when we just slept without talking. We thought it was better that way than risking saying awful things that we might regret later on. But our misunderstandings are always short lived. We always manage to patch things immediately. The longest time we’ve ever had a misunderstanding was a day and it felt like weeks. The best part of having misunderstanding is the sweet reconciliation that follows.