You knock on your husbands office door.

"Baby, dinner's rea...what's wrong?"

"Huh? What in-nothing" he wipes away several tears, turning away in his chair

This is the very first time you saw him crying.

You walk over to him and stroke his hair out of his face, "listen to me"

He turns his head away, you point his face towards you, "listen to me"

His lower lip trembles as he looks at you. Poor baby..

"It's okay", you smile, "it's alright" He breathes heavily.

"Men are allowed to express feelings", you nod, "You are allowed to express feelings" His eyes well up again as he nods.

"Alright?" Still nodding

"Come here", you settle yourself on his lap, hugging his neck. He hugs you tight.

"Did not marry a man who isn't allowed to cry, you hear me?"

He chuckles into your hair, "loud and clear, m'lady"