What’s The Worst Thing That Could Happen?
In what might be sort of a twisted thing for any happily married man to do, I sometimes think about what life could be like without my wife. Not in the sense that I want to leave her, or that I think she would leave me, but if the Creator’s intention was for us not to be together, how would I manage?
The last analysis of these sick sesssions, the answer is always the same. Not very well.
When we argue, I go through major changes. I can’t concentrate. I can’t focus on a singular task. All I can think about is our disrupted harmony and how to reestablish peace in our lives. The man in me regards this as a weakness, because such physiological and emotional attachment can be easily exploited by the sneakiest of spouses.
But if your spouse is a sneak, he or she probably shouldn’t be your spouse.
Which leads me to this; a blog entry that I believe, comes as close to the feeling of what it would be like to be alone. I feel for this sister and her loss, and the degrees of difficulty involved in getting over it. I don’t write about this as an emotional exhalation on how lucky I am in my relationship, but to recognize that even in my dream world, some people still battle through nightmares playing out in living color.
To read this felt like the worst thing that could happen. Bankruptcy on multiple emotional and financial levels with no immediate source of reciprocity. Hurtful, yet true for a whole bunch of people in the world today, and that is saddening.