So we begin where we left off. I was kicked in the stomach by the knowledge that my husband of 19 years was kind-of-but-not-really involved with someone else. But what the hell was really going on here?
Before the kick in the stomach, we had been married for 19 years. Happily married I might add. We were "the" couple. We had 2 kids, 2 dogs, a home, cars, good jobs and we loved each other. We laughed, finished each other sentences and had plans for our future once the kids were out of the house.
He's in the military and because of his duty stations we had been living apart for 6 years. It was hard but we were doing it. And doing it well. We stayed in touch every day. He knew everything that went on with the house and kids. He came home whenever he could. We were doing like many other military families and doing the best we could with what we had.
So what do I think?
1. He was one year from retiring after 23 years and his career wasn't ending the way he wanted it to.
2. He'd had some medical issues.
3. He was over 40.
It was a perfect storm of mid-life crisis bullshit swirling all around me. The trifecta of tragedy coming right for me. I saw it but did not know that it was really going to go down like that. I really didn't. But what did I see?
See you back here again.
Mona
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