My wife is away for work, and I am utterly adrift without her.
Nights feel longer. The silence is heavier. I find it hard to sleep without her beside me, her breathing, her warmth, the quiet gravity of her presence. Day by day, we’ve woven ourselves into each other’s rhythm thread by thread until I can no longer tell where I end, and she begins.
There’s no one to watch shows with, pausing to laugh or comment on a character’s foolishness. No one to share a meal with, not just the food, but the feeling of being known while eating. Sometimes, we just sit in silence, doing our individual tasks, but in that silence, I feel safe, loved and understood.
Marriage, when done right, isn’t a prison. It’s a greenhouse. You grow in it upward, outward. You bloom. I only wish I’d married her sooner.
Every act of sacrifice I make for her big or small is done not out of duty but devotion. Because she has brought such rich, radiant meaning to my life.
I remember coming home exhausted one night and falling asleep on the couch. I woke up with my shoes off, a blanket tucked around me and somehow, that moment told me everything I needed to know about love.
Marriage, when in sync with the right person, is like downshifting from gear 8 to gear 3 as you approach the Bus Stop chicane at Spa-Francorchamps.
You’re flying at 300 kph, the engine screaming, the world a blur, and then
8. 7. 6. 5.4.3.
Your brain compresses time.
Your left foot dances.
Your fingers are poised.
Your soul smiles.
Each downshift lands like a heartbeat, perfectly in time. The engine brake sings a beautiful symphony of pressure and grace. The gearbox spits and crackles like applause in a cathedral. The car shudders not in fear but in response. It’s alive. And you are dancing with it.
As you trail-brake into the corner, the rear end flickers just enough to remind you that you're mortal, but you're calm. Gear 3 locks in. The car rotates like it’s thinking with you, not against you. You glide over the curb, short-shift to 4th, and rocket out of the apex with purpose.
That’s what marriage is.
When it works, it’s not chaos. It’s control. It’s not noise. It’s harmony.
It’s not slowing down, it’s finding the right gear to move forward together.
you sit still and experience it for what it is. sadness can’t be fooled or changed into what it is not. eventually you have to face the music so you just dance to it till it ends .
everybody talks about cutting people off, but nobody really talks about the grief that comes with having to stand firm on that decision, knowing it’s not what you wanted but what was necessary for your well being
Motion Court Roll 07 March 2024.
Please note that the Divorces will be heard in Court I at 09H30, thereafter the rest of the Motion Court will proceed in Court L.
I cut friends off for not being as good of a friend to me as I was to them. I would've never put u in a situation to make y'all feel how I felt. I'm good to all my friends but I know when the energy isn’t returned... I'm a good friend, not a stupid friend.
Can we talk about how absolutely devastating it is to grow apart from someone. I always questioned if it was real but it is — especially in your 20’s when you both don’t know shit about shit & are trying to show up for yourselves first. So much gets lost in the chaos of growth.