Deep Calls To Deep: The Card That Broke Me

When I was in college and dating Jenny (who is now my wife), there was a Friday night in which we were planning to hang out. As the minutes and then the hours began to pass, I became increasingly impatient, frustrated, and angry that she was taking so long, not answering my phone calls, and ruining our Friday.

After several hours of waiting in my room with no response, there was finally a knock at my door. And as Jenny walked in, my anger was immediately evident. I was fuming mad and pepperin...