
So in light of the holiday spirit, the inner peace that I so despertly have seeked seemed to find me. I think! Mt.Man and I have been dealing with some issues. Pretty much it started before we married. We had been together for a few years, cohabitating together, and the pressure was on by my polish catholic family. So in a dentist induced "feel good" he proposed.(no ring, just got down on one knee....) Well, needless to say it may have not been the right time....but heck almost 3 years now and at least we still love eachother enough to try. We were stupid, bought a house the same month we got married, bought a jeep two days after the honeymoon, and found out we were prego three days after we moved in. So much for "not being able" to have kids. Heck I found out two weeks before the wedding my cancer came back. Off to kemo for me that fall. Well, needless to say we were stressed. Well, I was, mt man handled it just like everything else...life goes on. He had a point it did, but there was something missing, things changed big time, life hit me. I kept thinking about all the what if's, should the unspeakalbe happen we were no where near being okay. I remember a fight with him....me: "what do you mean we don't need life insurance" him: "It' a waste of money, we'll be fine" me:"f you, I'll have to put the house up for sale just to stay afloat. And what about the baby?" him: "you worry to much, it will be okay" me: "sure for you....if I DIE you are set, my policy at work covers you!" him: "don't worry" then I preceeded to ignore him for an hour b/c he didn't get it. That is actually the core of all of our fights....I worry to much, he doesn't worry ever! See his dad was never around, and the only thing the ding bat step dad did was piss him off even more...(Another story another time) So he never really had anyone to teach him to grow, this is what we had in common, even though my parents were still together, they lacked a lot of support. So moving on, Peanut was born, finances got tight, cancer was gone. I had postpartum for a year before "I" sought my own treatment, and in the mean time started a 2nd job while peanut was 3 months. ( I will let you use your imagination on how this went over). So mt man started working 2nd job so I could quit. By now I had no trust in him, he failed, and I was angry. So not only was I dealing with all the pain from my childhood, I felt like my husband was forced to marry me, we had another life to take care of, our dog ran away, and then the recession hit us hard. (I am not telling you this to feel sorry for me, I promise I have a point) Well, even though the fighting has been at a bare minimum, it doesn't mean things are okay. I think that is what he wanted...things to just go away, and move on. I have many questions of trust, secruity, love....but I do know things just don't go away, they get worse; and not b/c both parties want that, just everyone gives up. So all month I have been trying to figure out what to do...If I am going to do it all myself, then I would be happier by myself...heck I have even figured out arrangements for peanut and us, and splitting everything. See though, I can't, I love him to much. We just lost us for awhile, and after me going off on him today it might just happen. See, I will not be happy until those around me are joyful, I will not be happy if we don't plan just "a lil" for the future, w/out mt man or w/ him, I long for peace. I have longed for it as a young girl. I want the simple things in life, not a lot of stuff. It pisses me off that those closest to me don't see that. I want my home filled with laughter, learning, love. I want my husband to be a husband, i want his help in this scary world, So for christmas he gave me a printer/scanner. Not bad, but all I really wanted was a date, and for him to quit his stupid 2nd job. Life was so much better when we were both around, loving, laughing, adventuring. I told him this, I have told him since we got married, it has been in every argument, and today he got it. Today he told me we are having date night once a month, and heck, even if it took us going out once a week he would do it. For he misses "us" too, and we need to be happy so peaunut doesn't catch on! In essecnce of the title, it only took 28 years to come to terms with myself, to realize I could have a lot, but I don't want stuff, I want love. Lots of it, lots of friends, lots of smiles, lots of laughter, lots of fun, lots of helping other, lots of making a difference in our world, and lots of learning. Plus, to see him smile again and to tell me "not to worry"!