There�s more to this story, why the single girl keeps ranting, because I cannot let go of something that was said to me a week ago. And it�s time for it to stop ricocheting around my mind. There�s more to the story and it is posted here. For those without the access, email me at Janet(remove)Planet(remove)OC@aol(dot)com and I shall provide, or leave me a comment.
For those of you in relationships, for those of you in love with your spouse/partner/lover, for those of you in a marriage with someone you love more than life, someone that you can�t imagine not having beside you every day � this message is for you. Imagine this person for a moment. Think of all the things about them that you love, the things you treasure, the qualities that drew you to them. Dwell on these, picture their face, remember their embrace, their kiss, how it feels to hold their hand, or joke around with them the way that only lovers can. Imagine all that.
Now imagine that some traumatic event occurs in their life. Some event so huge that they are transformed, that they now have demons in their head. Demons that keep them from connecting with you the way they used to. Demons that they battle every moment of the day, demons they must push away with all their strength to let the real person shine through. Imagine that you see only the demons 90% of the time. Imagine that the person you love can only come through 10% of the time. But those moments when they shine through, they remind you of the person you loved, they give you hope that that person will return.
And then imagine you have grown up in a world where divorce is the exception, the very rare exception. Where people love each other and stick by each other and the love is unconditional. Where even you have been the recipient many times over, more than you deserve, of that kind of unconditional love.
What do you do? Do you walk away from this person that you love? Do you give up on them because outside events have scarred them? How would you handle it?
No one really knows how they would handle it until it happens to them. And I sincerely hope for all of you that you never find out. But no one gets to judge me for the choice that I have made to stay, to keep loving, to keep coaxing the person I love out from behind the demons, because it works. What used to be 10% became 15% and then 20% and someday, it might even be 50%. And I promise not to judge any one else who makes a different choice. I hope that is a choice you never have to make.
