Sometime in the past, hubby and I were talking about ourselves, our characters and our relationship.
Hubby: You are fire, and I am water.
Fire is powerful. Too powerful and dreadful, in fact. Do I wield that much power?
Fire could mean strength. But to actually be compared to fire sounded not good to me.
Ironically, I, who is a short fuse, wanted to be water - a cool liquid with quiet strength.
So what really does he mean by that?
Hubby, explaining to me in a no-nonsense tone: [It only means] we complement each other.
Translation: [If you could use some dousing] I could douse a raging fire. [But I could also use some heat, some warmth, some light] so kindling a comfortable smolder will be all welcome.
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