I just wanted to put this last .02 cents in. I know you won't get it til tomorrow and that's fine.

It's not about the money. It's not about the new car. It was never about the vacations or the college education.

It was about me having a say in what town we lived in and where we pcs'ed (moved) to.
It was about me having a say about whether or not we lived on base.
It was about me having a say or a voice in drinking problem that was spiraling out of control.
It was about me feeling like I mattered.
It was never about material things. I could really give a cr@p less. Those were his wants - the material stuff.

I just wanted to be loved, to be come home to, to be wanted to have children with. He didn't want to be married. He wanted to stay single and never have to worry about a single person other than himself. He wasn't mean about it, he was just indifferent. And THAT is what killed me inside. OM wanted a life with me. He'd have figured out a way to have more kids. He didn't drink. He thought I hung the moon. He made time for me. He needed me. And I wanted those things from my H. None of it was money. No new cars. Just time and effort.

So there you go.

Hope you enjoyed your day/evening.

Melissa


"Standing knee deep in a river and dying of thirst."

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