How often have you taken a risk in a relationship? Especially a long term relationship where you have established patterns, habits and conversations. What happens when all of a sudden you change the rules? And what happens when you say I don't want to be sitting across the breakfast table in 20 years and talk about meaningless, day to day stuff all of the time...not to say that isn't great but I want more. What happens when you say to your partner that you want to know each other on a deeper and more meaningful level?
So I took a risk this week. It's been emotionally exhausting but I decided it was time to soar or fall. However it came out, I would figure it out. To talk about your hopes, fears, insecurities - especially as a woman who is aging in a society that values youth in a woman is extremely an vulnerable and revealing position. It seems like we're always running to keep up with a competition we cannot possibly win. The one "gap" in our relationship is that I would never talk about my first marriage. To me, that was being disloyal. And, to my friends who know me, I am fiercely loyal. As Dave said, he knows about my whole life, except 20 years...from 21-41 which I refused to talk about. But, the trust, shift, whatever you want to call it happened.
This experience has been so enriching in our relationship and life. To have my husband look at me at 48 years old and tell me that I have never been more beautiful and he has never been happier is a gift and I have never been more in love. That is a blessing.
Take the risk...sometimes it's worth it.
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
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