I used to think I was the most patient person on the planet..this has been a big lesson in patience for me. I realize that I'm not so patient as I thought..as Jack has so eloquently pointed out..many times.
And yes, I would like to wake up tomorrow and have it all just be good..but I'm realistic and know that's not going to happen. My H is into the slow recovery..it's just frustrating for me, I guess. He's not the one who's gone for a year and a half with no intimacy whatsoever. I'm getting better..at least it's making more sense to me now. And I can live without touching him for a little while longer..if I have to. That was kind of a joke..kinda sorta.
