It’s not often that a marriage dies all at once, it one swift motion. Rather, it dies slowly, one small action — or inaction — at a time. It slowly decays from the inside out…you know it’s happening long before it becomes apparent to the outside world.
Sometimes you’re able to rescue it before it goes too far, and other times, all you’re capable of doing is standing helplessly by, watching it all crumble down around you while you hopelessly wonder what it was all built on to begin with for it to collapse so easily.
You wonder, too, if it’s collapsing, or just shaking a little right now under the burden of life. The only way to find out is to wait and see if it’s still there tomorrow …and the day after that, and the day after that. You wonder about everything, in fact — going back to the very foundation, wondering if it was ever built on anything more than hopes and dreams.
The truth is, we’re all so fragile underneath it all.
Filed under: Uncategorized |