Who WANTS to be taken for granted? You’d probably have thought there was something wrong with me if you had walked into my kitchen two years ago late at night after a long day and found me giggling. I was giggling to myself over a sink full of dirty dishes because after 9 years of marriage, countless hours of diligent sacrifice, my husband finally, beautifully, had taken me for granted. I worked really hard to be taken for granted. (this site uses Affiliate links-purchases support our ministry through a small referral fee that never affects your cost.) That sounds really crazy, I know, but the reality is I never saw…