Some old-timers residing on the Outer Banks of North Carolina see a hurricane coming, and they board up the windows and doors and then leave. Other brave souls stake their claim on the land and stay to face the storm. Occasionally the storm destroys them, but more often they come out resilient, strong, and even better prepared for the next one. They live here knowing storms will come, and yet they are not afraid.
What marriage does not have its storms? It’s not the battle that matters, but whether you choose to fight or flee.
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Dark Side of the Moon 