Same time last year, the Husband and I had lunch for the first and only time at the Korean-Japanese restaurant, Arita in Metz, France. I’d love to say that the Husband and I are as happy as we were in May 2017, but I’m not so sure anymore. After spending a couple of days together this week, with no fights, we had a major one this morning which ended in tears. The worst part was Baby Girl storming to her room in tears asking for me to comfort her. Talk about ending the week with a bang! The Husband and I argue all the time, but lately when we fight, the words are quite violent. I hate it, but I don’t know what to do.