We took my m-i-l and snuck away to a friend's house at the coast for a couple of nights. There's so much to do at home and so much to think about that it seemed healthy to force ourselves to get some fresh ocean air and some crashing waves.
One thing I'm thinking about as I look out at the ocean... I had been thinking that, of all of the people for D to be married to during this difficult time -- I'm the perfect person because I *know* what it's like to fall apart and become more true and whole in the healing process. After so much falling apart, I don't take it personally any more. I just do the work and find the joy in simple things along the way.
However, D is a *man,* and I wonder if it's different for a man to fall apart? If so, is this a fleeting, superficial difference? Or is the whole falling apart and recovery different for women and men?
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