It’s been two years since we first married and although I would say that we have a great marriage, I would also say that it’s not the healthiest; emotionally healthy that is. For whenever we get out of sorts with each other, my husband typically escapes to the shower or bedroom, rather than deal with the issue. To say that he hates confrontation is an understatement; I don’t relish it either. I would rather run after him and obtain an immediate fix to our problem, so that I can be obedient to the scripture that says, “Do not let the sun set on your anger.”

What is it that causes people to settle for less: to be satisfied with the better, instead of pushing through to the best?

The question came about as I helped my mother launder a, much cherished, keepsake. Recently she had acquired her long lost christening gown; a hand-woven item painstakingly knit together in love, nearly sixty years ago. Although yellowed due to age, it was remarkably well preserved except for a few areas around the collar and hemline. Initially her thought was to send it to a drycleaner, but I convinced her to let me first have a go at it.