I wanted someone who would last. Then, of course, I found myself wishing he wouldn’t.\u00a0 When you find yourself thankful your spouse’s father died young because maybe it was hereditary, you’re in the wrong marriage.\u00a0 Worse, I knew that before I said, “I do.”\u00a0 But a promise is a promise.\u00a0 Or so I believed at the time.\u00a0 Some would make the argument that is always true.\u00a0 I don’t suppose they’d be wrong. I still believe God forgives people who make a promise based on lies, and Man’s law allows people to correct mistakes.<\/p>\n
What do you think?\u00a0 There’s the man who promises the moon, and then there’s the man who believes his own lies — whichever ones he happens to be telling that day.\u00a0 I guess after enough of them, you don’t even worry about keeping track.\u00a0 I really don’t know.\u00a0 Even when I was caught up in living a life of lies, I didn’t really grasp it.\u00a0 I mean, I lived my life truthfully, but what do you say or do when your spouse has told his employer you’re dying so you have to move near a larger medical facility?\u00a0 I guess that’s what he told his boss when my job transferred me to a new location.\u00a0 I wasn’t quite sure what to say or do when I stopped in at my husband’s place of employment and his boss expressed sympathy for my plight.\u00a0 Should I have called my husband a liar right there?\u00a0 Probably.<\/p>\n
Honestly, I knew I’d gotten myself into a bad situation before the wedding, but I didn’t know how to extricate myself from it.\u00a0 I thought I’d only have to deal with it for twenty years, and then, maybe, my husband would have the good sense to die like his father had done before him.\u00a0 Pretty dumb, huh?
\nThen there was the head injury.\u00a0 Did the head injury happen?\u00a0 Probably.\u00a0 It signaled the beginning of the end, although I didn’t know it at the time.\u00a0 But that ending really was a beginning.\u00a0 My life really began when I rid myself of that bad news man.<\/p>\n
It took a long time, but I paid off my debts, incurred by listening to that foolish being.\u00a0 But the debts that were mine came with me in the divorce decree.\u00a0 The ones that were not, did not. I accepted responsibility and moved on.\u00a0 What more can one do?<\/p>\n
Durable turned out to be something I wanted in myself.\u00a0 I wanted to be capable of doing all things that needed to be done for me. It’s nice to have someone else around some of the time, but, eventually, you just want your own space.\u00a0 You begin to wonder if you really need that other person.\u00a0 Unfortunately, people can’t be like a favorite shirt you take out of the closet only when you want to wear it and forget it the rest of the time.\u00a0 No, people have expectations.\u00a0 They want companionship.\u00a0 They want you to be there for them when they need someone.\u00a0 Not just when you need them.\u00a0 Two way street, I think they call it.<\/p>\n
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