“She kicked in the door and said ‘I’m back, ya’ll!’ She’s pissed and taking no prisoners.” That’s when my doctor asked, “So, you’re at war with your uterus?” I shrugged in defeat before saying, “Yep. And she’s winning.”
One of the biggest battles I encounter every day is inertia, the tendancy to do nothing or remain unchanged. Taking action and stepping outside our comfort zones can be . . . well, uncomfortable. But I found the phrase that pushes me into motion.
“Peanut butter” is something I say when a person or thing comes between my husband and I while we are walking, resulting in us letting go of the other’s hand. In life, my husband and I have had a lot of peanut butter. But it isn’t what separates us that matters — but the coming back together.