Agonizing_Gas
Shared on Thu, 09/07/2006 - 13:43After several months of being separated, and two months of living in CA (while she stayed behind in OK), my wife decided that she does want to persue a divorce. It was the conclusion that I have suspected for a while, but it still wasn't fun to have verbalized and made real. On the other hand, it is good to have some direction at long last, no more waiting and no more questions. Just time to move on.
My grandmother had a nightmare the other day, where she thought a friend of hers from high school was in her room while Granny was lying in bed. She was holding a pair of scissors and said "I've been thinking of killing someone." The dream was so real to Granny that she called Ken and had him come over because she thought she had an intruder in the house. Her relaying of this story at dinner on Sunday reminded me of a bad dream that my wife had a while back. I remember the details of the dream (though I'll not bring them up, as it's not the content that's important), but it was the dream itself that made her scream in her sleep. A loud shriek that woke me. It's a sound that I'll always remember. It made me think about how I'm not there to comfort her, not there to take care of her the way I promised I would be when we got married. I think that's the saddest part. I don't know that she'll be taken care of, and I can only hope that this decision is the best thing for her. I know I'll worry, and that will be pointless.
Knowing what lies ahead for us, I can now make plans for myself. While it's sad, it's also pretty exciting. My life can go in any direction. Good times.
My grandmother had a nightmare the other day, where she thought a friend of hers from high school was in her room while Granny was lying in bed. She was holding a pair of scissors and said "I've been thinking of killing someone." The dream was so real to Granny that she called Ken and had him come over because she thought she had an intruder in the house. Her relaying of this story at dinner on Sunday reminded me of a bad dream that my wife had a while back. I remember the details of the dream (though I'll not bring them up, as it's not the content that's important), but it was the dream itself that made her scream in her sleep. A loud shriek that woke me. It's a sound that I'll always remember. It made me think about how I'm not there to comfort her, not there to take care of her the way I promised I would be when we got married. I think that's the saddest part. I don't know that she'll be taken care of, and I can only hope that this decision is the best thing for her. I know I'll worry, and that will be pointless.
Knowing what lies ahead for us, I can now make plans for myself. While it's sad, it's also pretty exciting. My life can go in any direction. Good times.
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Submitted by codemonkey on Thu, 09/07/2006 - 13:46
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