I have traveled to Austin a bunch for work and it is a pretty cool town. Nice downtown scene that is young and vibrant. And, it sure beats Cold and Snowy!
ME 41, Her 41 M 18.5 years T 19.5 years s - 12, 10 Bomb 7/12/09 Inhouse Seperation 7/13/09 - 10/1/09 She moved out 10/1/09 - present
I figured I would share the card my W gave me for my birthday. We have made such a turn around.
For my husband when I think back to our early days, I think of the way our lives were then, the way they are now, and all the things that have happened since we first started out I think of the laughter and the conversations we've shared. I think of family stuff, tough times, and everyday frustrations we've somehow gotten through, and of the good news, happy moments, and milestone days we've celebrated along the way. And even though it's hard for me to believe how far we've come... It's even harder for me to put into words just how much it's meant to have you by my side through it all.
Mi Amor, Gracias por tu amor y por brindarme tanta alegria - Te amo con toda mi alma. W
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I thank you all for being with me through the very tough times.
Journaling: It now seems that W and I are settling into a "normal" routine. We spent yesterday going to church, getting caught up on financials, doing some house-cleaning, laundry, and finished last night with a great dinner prepared by W (grilled salmon, cous-cous, butternut squash, candied walnuts on brie). W has started asking all of us to start saying prayers before each meal. This is something that we did not do before, but I like it.
Our last MC session was also productive. We spent much of it on how I handled a situation with D3. D3 had been getting up every couple of hours crying for "mommy". After the second time, my W was furious. She did nothing, but let me know how she felt and it took her sometime to get back to sleep. So when it happened for the 3rd time at about 5:30 AM, I went in and told her "Mommy is sleeping and that her crying was waking D6 up (who sleeps in the same room.) I told her that she needed to stop crying or I would take her downstairs to sleep. She didn't stop crying and I did take her, a pillow, and a blanket down to the playroom and put her on the sofa where she continued to cry for "Mommy". I stayed with her for about 10 minutes telling her that she could go back upstairs when she stopped crying. This never happened, so I finally left her there and went back upstairs. W never woke up this third time. When she woke up the next morning and found what I had done, she was very upset. Saying that we "abandoned" her in the basement and it was akin to locking her in a closet. This made me feel pretty bad. But MC made a point to tell W that it was not an abusive and probably sent the correct message to D3. But he also made a point to tell us that we needed to work better together in planning "corrective actions" together.
My W started this weekend with some difficulty. She was struggling with a bout of depression. She had difficulty enjoying much of anything. She also had difficulty getting out of bed, but forced herself to do it. It prompted this discussion on Friday before falling asleep:
M: How are you doing? W: OK, I guess. It's just hard. It's hard to enjoy anything; sometimes I am just tired. Tired with life. ... W: What's wrong. M: I know it's wrong for me to think this way; but I can't help but think I should be able to do something. It's hard for me to see you like this. W: It's not your fault. It's just my mind is messed up. It will get better, it always does. You are a wonderful husband.
She still doesn't want the meds. She wants to battle this herself. She forced herself to go on a hike with us yesterday afternoon and by last night she seemed to be back to her normal self. I think we both understand these bouts with depression better now.
