You loved it when your husband had bad days. Not because you liked him suffering, and you truly did wish he had a good day every day. But, something about your husband's behavior when he came home from a mundane or stressful day made you feel whole.

Like today, your husband entered the house with a huff. You watched him from where you lay on the couch, watching television. He sheds his jacket and kicks off his shoes, his face hardened.

He spotted you and made a beeline towards the couch, only to flop his heavyweight onto you. He sighed and inhaled your scent, he waited for your hands to massage his tense back and have you whisper about your day to him…