Valentine’s Day Mindset

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When my husband and I were dating, I told him that love was like a watercolor painting. “Once it's ruined,” I said, “you can't fix it.” I explained that one wrong stroke in a watercolor was tragic because, when applying pigment to white paper, you can't lighten what's already dark. “And that's how relationships work,” I said. But Jason was skeptical. Why wasn't love, he wondered, more like an oil painting? Why can't you rework a section of your relationship that isn't turning out so well, layering on the paint as thickly as needed, to make it more beautiful?