For the guy with kids and WW II

[hopeful4her]

While we have considered each other complete opposites, deep down we are alike. Putting others before us, our children, giving the shirts off of our backs. We say the same things at the same time. Constantly. If we pinched every time we did a pinch poke you owe me a coke, we'd be bruised for life.

I think of her as the ying to my yang. Like the tattoo that I had done a couple of years ago. Opposites, that together make a whole with a bit of the other, in each other.

The positive/negative attributes are nearly dead on for us.

I have heard other W's that complain the thier H's don't know them. I know my W. Of course, it would seem like I don't because of my sitch. An arguement that we had nearly a year ago, she told me that I knew everything about her. When she should be taking pills, when her period was coming and on and on. She told me she hated it. I told her that when she was at work, she had a whole other life that I didn't know about. Her work life and her internet life.

Everything was happening at work. At the time, I just didn't know to what extent.