Well no he was just a party pal that I started sleeping with and ended up pregnant by the rest is history.
Fascinating. I met my wife on a rebound from a 5 year relationship. I knew she wasn't my type and was just killing time when she got pregnant. The parallels are quite interesting. I did grow to love her far more than I did when I married her. In fact, sometimes (and I have voiced this to her) I feel life would be a lot easier if I didn't. I could cut my losses and move on as the kids are just about grown. The fact is I do love her greatly. There is much to admire about her. She is a great mother and a very upstanding person. She is organized where I am not, she is practical and down to earth where I am a dreamer, she is very thoughtful of others. She just isn't as affectionate, as sexual, or as philosophically and emotionally deep as I would like. Trying to reconcile these conflicting feelings and needs is starting to wear me out.
Gone the carvings and those who left their mark. Gone the kings and queens, now only the rats hold sway.
