How funny!
I run away from everyone and everything in order to just be myself and perhaps grow a bit...you know, get some stuff figured out and all that rot - and invariably, I start to miss the way things were.
That is quite the commentary on my whole life cycle.
I don't miss being married, though. What I do miss is having someone to help share in the day to day things. The chores. The bills. The groceries. Isn't that terrible??! I should miss having a friend and a comrade, someone to curl up with at night, someone to have coffee with me on the deck in the morning, etc.
Those are all the things that Mr. H wanted so much - and as it turns out, so did I. I just didn't want it with him. Why didn't I?
I was a terrible wife.
I am sorry.
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If it is at all helpful, I can stick my tongue in your ear and peruse your boobies.
You weren't a terrible wife. You just weren't the right wife. Thats not your fault. You have to be you.
I agree with Sher.
You are amazing. I'll have coffee on the deck with you any day.
I am envious of your ability to be so honest and vulnerable here.
Yes, Sher, Yes! That will help tremendously!! :)
I hear what you are saying - not a terrible wife, just the wrong one. Even my ex would agree to that. ha! :)
Hi Ms Sarah~ I have been missin' you. I will take you up on coffee anytime, anywhere.
Honest and vulnerable? Ohhh...that is so much nicer that dramatic and self absorbed. Unfortunately, I am those things too, but please don't notice that, okay?
:)
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