The Chosen & Cherished Letters:
Marriage Advice That Actually Works

I should be on a plane right now…

December 22, 2025

I should be on a plane right now.

Instead, at 6:04am this morning, Meredith came into our room and said two words that changed our holiday forever:

“She’s sick.”

She was talking about my 13-year-old.

The one who went to a friend’s house two days ago for a Christmas party.

The one whose friend was diagnosed with Influenza A yesterday.

And now my sweet daughter is lying in bed with the same fever.
The same body aches.
The same chills.

Which means no flight for us.

No holidays with family we haven’t seen in three years.
No long hugs at the airport.
No shared meals.
No memories we were already making in our minds.

Just… disappointment.

Meredith’s been crying most of the day. I can’t blame her.

She’s been the engine of our family for eight years… ever since we left Canada.

She needed a break.
She needed help putting on Christmas.
She needed a hug from her own mom.

But here’s the thing I’m taking from today:

Disappointment is not conquering our relationship.
Not today.
Not ever.

Disappointment is a sneaky devil.

And it rarely shows up alone.

It always brings friends.

Fear.
Pain.
Guilt.
And don’t forget anger.

And those four love nothing more than turning couples against each other.

Before you know it, you’re looking at your partner as if they are the source of everything that hurts.

That’s how couples end up fighting each other instead of lining up on the same side against the chaos of disappointment.

But Meredith and I made a different move.

We named it.
Out loud.

“This sucks. But it’s not our fault.”

And just like that, we stayed in the same boat.

Same direction.
Same oars.
Same rhythm.

Because here’s the truth most couples never get taught:

It’s not conflict that pulls you apart.

It’s misguided blame (with roots in disappointment) that does the real damage.

So do your relationship a favor this holiday season:

Kick disappointment out of the driver’s seat.

Take five seconds to remember that you’re on the same side.

That disappointment is the enemy… not each other.