Monday, March 06, 2006I have spent my life seeking all that's still unsung - Attics of my Life
Six years before I married him I would visit. Every week, the 5 hour round trip, the eight hour visit. I had never met anyone more charming, witty, inspiring. For two years there were cards and letters daily. Hundreds and hundreds combined. He came home. We eventually married.
I wanted to believe in love. He wanted love to believe in him. So we gave each other what was wanted, needed. It wasn't enough. It was never enough.
I wanted to believe in love. He wanted love to believe in him. So we gave each other what was wanted, needed. It wasn't enough. It was never enough.
posted by Helen at 7:45 PM
6 Comments:
That sure was a lot of hours invested in the relationship even before marriage for it not to work, Helen. But I guess that happens a lot.
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I'm sorry....but it sounds like he lost out. Bigtime.
That was before you knew your worth, my dear. If you look back, you might see the stuff that would never pass for okay now.
I know you are wiser, I support you in not being sadder, rather freer.
love and light make the world go around,
Robin
I'm sorry it's still so painful.
(((Helen)))
awwww...it's so hard when things don't work out like you imagined.
Women's day, good day to say hello.
Sorry to be silent for so long but proof that I think of U --->> Hi
Helen.
From your blogfriend, GPV
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