04/15/2026
Most couples don’t fall out of love…
they just stop understanding each other.
In one of my couple sessions, I sat with two people who cared deeply for each other—yet somehow kept missing each other in the meaning behind their actions.
He said,
“I’m doing all this so we can enjoy life later—retire early, live well, no stress.”
She looked at him gently and replied,
“I want to enjoy life now… with you.”
Then she added softly,
“I’m not asking for more… I just want to feel you here with me.”
He took a breath and said,
“I’m trying to build something for us… so we never have to struggle.”
And there it was—not conflict, just contrast.
They didn’t come from the same background.
They carried what they lived growing up.
For him, success meant safety.
For her, presence meant life.
So when he pushed forward, she felt alone.
And when she slowed down, he felt misunderstood.
Neither wrong. Just… parallel.
At one point, I told them:
“Sometimes you just need a third person in the room—not to judge, not to take sides—but to bring a little balance.”
They smiled and said,
“That’s why we’re here.”
“You’re not against each other,” I added.
“You’re just walking side by side… but not always reaching for each other.”
We even laughed.
She said, “You don’t even know how to relax.”
He replied, “I relax when everything is handled.”
I smiled, “That’s not relaxation… that’s project management.”
Over time, something shifted.
He didn’t stop building—but he started showing up more.
She didn’t change who she was—but she started seeing his effort as love.
They didn’t become the same.
They became aware.
And somewhere in that awareness…
The material and the spiritual stopped competing.
They started completing each other.
His structure gave her stability.
Her presence gave him peace.
That… is a blessing from above.
Because love doesn’t ask us to be the same…
it asks us to understand.
From my heart to yours—
take a moment today to see the person in front of you, not just through your own lens, but through theirs.
With warmth and blessings,
Yael VanGruber