Things Come In Threes
I don’t buy into the “things come in threes” concept. Yet sometimes it feels like they do. But when you examine them, you could fill in the gaps between the three things with a bunch of other things. Things don’t come in threes, they come in ones, you only happen to remember three of them in a row. Us humans like a good listicle.
I was a wreck at the start of 2013. My marriage was on the ropes. We had a rocky December with some of the lowest moments in our marriage and, for that matter, some of the lowest in my life. For a while, I was clinging onto the idea that it was somehow salvageable.
All we need to do is go to a couples counselor and work on it together. Splitting up doesn’t make sense. We’ve been together for so long and have shared so much of our lives. If you add up all the things that have gone wrong recently, they don’t equal divorce.
The problem was she already had one foot out the door. I’ll spare you the nitty-gritty details for now. But in hindsight, I don’t blame her.
So in January 2013, the rational part of my brain kicked in and realized it was over. Of course, there was some lingering denial and wishful thinking. It’s hard to completely turn off your feelings for a person when you’ve been together over a decade. Even if that person is much different now than when you first met. Even if your time together…
