She would sit close. Nuzzling next to him on the couch, never minding that she didn’t like what he was watching on tv.
He would hold her hand and pull her close.
Together, they would spend the time after the kids were in bed, just enjoying the peace. The moments.
She would turn her body towards his and smile in the dark.
He would cuddle and kiss her while they whispered words of love.
Together, they would fall asleep in content comfort and warmth.
She would awaken to him getting ready to begin his day.
He would never leave without a morning kiss.
Together, each did their part for the family. He outside the home, she from within.
Two became one.
A family.
A entity.
Talking.
Laughing.
Playing.
Loving.
Then the years starting passing.
He became angry, lashing out at whatever was causing his frustrations.
She became angry that he took it out on her and the family.
They began spending the evenings apart.
She slept with her back to him.
He left in the morning, sometimes without even saying goodbye.
She didn’t care.
She began bracing herself for what would walk through the front door at the end of the day.
He became unpredictable with his tongue.
She never took his insults personally but she began creating a field around her and pushed him out of it.
There started becoming no together. No they.
Just he.
Just she.
Yelling.
Crying.
Fighting.
Angry.
Until there was an empty space between them with neither one knowing what to do to fill it.
WOW. This is really intense. *HUGS*
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This sounds exactly like what my marriage was like from the wonderful beginning to the bitter end. So sad. I hope and pray and have faith that my next relationship will be the joyful beginning part of this blog and continue to stay that way as I learn and grow and become one with my G-d and myself first! Thank you!
This is so sad. I have seen this WAY too many times – I’ve even gone through something similar, once.
I was lucky enough to do it better the second time than I did the first.
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This is sad. I’m going to go home and hug my husband.
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All I can say is “Wow.” That was intense.
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This was very intense. But it is not too late to fix things. You need to start with the physical affection. Not sex, but just the cuddling and snuggling and then work on the other physical.
Once you are nourished physically it is easier to work on the emotional component.
Affection begets affection. However it won’t teach him to put the laundry in the hamper.
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I totally agree. Physical affection, not sex is what gives us oxytocin and gives us those nice, fuzzy feelings towards our partner. The emotional closeness will follow.
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