Second Thoughts…

I confess to a weakness of spirit. Sometimes I find myself dwelling on the possibilities of a life with different choices. I wonder if I settled and cut myself off from different avenues of adventure and single living.

I wonder if I perhaps didn’t marry the right man for me, these doubts creep up especially when those quirks that made themselves known AFTER the vows, start getting on my nerves.

I am more than certain that my husband has had these doubts, and I know for a fact that he questions the sanity of having proposed to me. No more though than I question my sanity for accepting his proposal!

In conversation I might have brought up the subject and my husband gets all defensive and tries to play it off like his feelings weren’t hurt. Oh sure. I suppose it’s fine for him to talk about it, but forbid I bring it up. That’s not okay.

I am still here, and I am not going anywhere. Life is what we make of it.