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[thejourneyofastrangerlife]

Three in This Marriage

Torn Plans & Unspoken Truths

Sometimes life gives you small reminders of where you really stand. Yesterday was one of those days.

My husband finally decided to go on his work trip something that’s been in discussion for weeks now. Last week, he casually mentioned that I could come along... but only if his mother gave permission.

And guess what? She didn’t.

So many excuses were thrown my way "the business partner will be there” (but he isn’t), "the situation in the world is unstable” (but not enough to stop her son from going), and a handful of other reasons that only made sense to her.

When I told my husband I wanted to go, he simply said, “Go ask her yourself,” as if I’m not already living under the weight of her silent disapproval. I did ask and as expected, she refused. No surprise there. Maybe she hates me a little more for asking.

A quiet part of me can’t help but think: Did my husband set me up for this? Did he offer the idea knowing full well she’d say no so he could go alone, free of guilt?

He says, “What can I do? She said no.” Like a boy still needing approval for his choices. It hurts to see him like this unable to stand on his own decisions, especially when even this trip, he said, was something his mother insisted on him doing.

I argued with him told him he should cancel his flight, especially now with the situation in the world turning uncertain. But of course... his mother defended it. As always. Her word seems final in everything.

It leaves me wondering: When will we be able to make decisions as a husband and wife as two adults without this silent third person standing between us, pulling the strings?

Right now... that hope feels so far away.

[samisaysblog]

Alone Together?

I love my husband. He is the most phenomenal human being I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. I am truly lucky to be married to him and have this time together. 

Also, I hate it.

I have the honor of being married to what is now being called to an “Everyday Hero.” With that comes the great displeasure of my husband living in a constant state of fear because I have asthma. So now, my wonderful, loving, amazing husband is exposed to COVID-19 everyday, and because of that... he won’t touch me. 

I thrive on affection. I need the kisses, hugs, cuddles. Those are the actions that make me feel loved. For days, I have been upset by that fact believing in small moments that he was separating himself from me because he loved me less. It would wash over me in heavy, aching waves because the pain of not touching him was consuming. All to find out, he’s not touching me, BECAUSE he loves me. He’s disinfecting our home, showering multiple times a day, and washing everything because he loves me. He’s taking all of these measures to protect me when all I want is to be held by my husband. I understand it, but I don’t have to like it. #alonetogether is starting to feel a lot like #aloneforever. I can’t wait for this to be over.   

[atelier37]

May my wife not be a spectator in my life. Amen

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[liveandlearnwithdesi]

Time is Patiently Moving Forward

I want to move ahead to understand to help, but its all so unclear. Why do I need to wait to get what I can get now? Why wait for you to change when you can now change? Its make no sense, not any hearing, seeing, smelling, tasting, touching because you dont want to sense it. Why do I try? Why keep hoping for one so lost, that seems to know everything? Trust? Loyalty? Your past? Get over it!! Stop making those excuses for your poor character and personality! It's embarrassing to get help? But your foolishness isnt? Your wanting to stay the same isnt? Your attitude isnt? Spare me the drama, and get focussed on what matters!!

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[marriedgirlmusings-blog]

Wife thought #3

Why aren’t dishwashers in every house COMPULSORY?! Like, every house, not matter how big or small. Should be fitted with a dishwasher.

That is all.