SUNDAY, JUNE 10, 2012
This is how it all started.
At 35, this was my first marriage, and my 23 year old
husband's second marriage. I don't think his first marriage lasted more than
six months.
There were a lot of signs that this relationship wasn't
going to end well, but it took twenty years, with a deployment to Iraq to bring
it to a very unhappy end.
I lived through infidelity, hostile in-laws who
disapproved of me, long stretches of time when I was home alone with a child,
and moves every one to four years from one end of the country to the next.
I will admit that there were more times than not that I was
unhappy. I lived with a man who became increasingly more withdrawn and unhappy
with himself. A man who was incapable of showing emotion except in
writing.
Over the years he did some very
sweet and kind things. But in those years he was also out of touch with his
wife and his daughter.
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