Ok…I hope you had a good day. Mine, well, was so so. I was thinking about how when we’re young girls we tend to dream of this fairy tale kind of man “prince” who will one day make all our dreams come true. Than when we actually start dating as adults we change this to a man who will treat us right with some tenderness and romance along the way. I’m at the point I just want to be friends with him more than anything else. I don’t know. Even this is a looming challenge. We’re two completely different people in just about every way with the exception of our devotion to Jesus Christ. You’d think that two people who professed to be Christians and who make the most of each day to ‘walk the walk’, would get along well. But we do not. I find myself at peace when he isn’t here. I’ve no interest in a divorce because I believe in the sanctity of marriage, but there has to be a happy medium some where. I just can’t seem to find it.
Really I believe the core issue is him trying to change me, always. Ever since the beginning. Over the years I’ve mingled or muddled my role as a Christian Wife to the point that I don’t know who I am anymore. Because I’ve changed so much, in attempts to cater to him.
I’m not asking for pity…I’m just venting really. And since I’m very new to Word Press there’s little chance of anyone reading this post.
I want my Prince. A real one. I know they exist somewhere. The man who appreciates the different view points between he and his wife. The man that seeks to bring a smile to her face daily. The man who works hard and loves his kids. The man who looks forward to coming home each day to a hot meal and good dinner conversation with his wife…
Well, that’s about it.