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<div><p class="MsoNormal"><font face="Arial" size="4"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">After 15 years of marriage a husband and wife went to a marriage counselor. </span></font><font face="Tahoma" size="2"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma">
</span></font></p><p class="MsoNormal"><font face="Arial" size="4"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">When asked what the problem was, the wife went into a passionate, painful tirade listing every problem they had ever had in the 15 years they had been married.
She went on and on and on: neglect, lack of intimacy, emptiness, loneliness, feeling unloved and unlovable, an entire laundry list of unmet needs she had endured over the course of their marriage. Finally, after allowing this to go on for a sufficient length of time, the therapist got up, walked around the desk and, after asking the wife to stand, embraced and kissed her passionately as her husband watched with a raised eyebrow.
</span></font></p><p class="MsoNormal"><font face="Arial" size="4"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">The woman shut up and quietly sat down as though in a daze. The therapist turned to the husband and said, "This is what your wife needs at least three times a week. Can you do this?" </span></font><font face="Tahoma" size="2"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma">
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</span></font></p><p class="MsoNormal"><font face="Arial" size="4"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">The husband thought for a moment and replied, "Well, I can drop her
off here on Mondays and Wednesdays, but on Fridays, I fish." </span></font><font face="Tahoma" size="2"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma">
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</span></font></p><p class="MsoNormal"><font face="Arial" size="4"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">When asked what the problem was, the wife went into a passionate, painful tirade listing every problem they had ever had in the 15 years they had been married.
She went on and on and on: neglect, lack of intimacy, emptiness, loneliness, feeling unloved and unlovable, an entire laundry list of unmet needs she had endured over the course of their marriage. Finally, after allowing this to go on for a sufficient length of time, the therapist got up, walked around the desk and, after asking the wife to stand, embraced and kissed her passionately as her husband watched with a raised eyebrow.
</span></font></p><p class="MsoNormal"><font face="Arial" size="4"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">The woman shut up and quietly sat down as though in a daze. The therapist turned to the husband and said, "This is what your wife needs at least three times a week. Can you do this?" </span></font><font face="Tahoma" size="2"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma">
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</span></font></p><p class="MsoNormal"><font face="Arial" size="4"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">The husband thought for a moment and replied, "Well, I can drop her
off here on Mondays and Wednesdays, but on Fridays, I fish." </span></font><font face="Tahoma" size="2"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma">
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