When love is gone, it's the small things that echo the loudest. 💔

Huge lesson of love is appreciate the small thing. I have noticed this so many times, couples who keep fighting. If one of them passes away due to a tragedy, then the other person forgets all the bitter things he was complaining about. And now the small things taken for granted, now they miss that. Oh no, yes we used to fight, but this was so good. We used to do this with kids. Why didn't we appreciate this before?