as she lay there in her big bed alone trying to keep warm on this cold winter night she is unable to feel like she can peacefully close her eyes and drift off. Just like any other night, she can’t stop her mind on wondering how such distance ever came between the two of you. The distance that overwhelms their home. In that moment deep into the night , she realized that she wasn’t sure if her heart was in love with him anymore. The pain her heart felt was abandonment, such a deep lonely feeling of heartache and sadness. Nothing could remove it, no matter what she did or what she tried to trick her mind into thinking she couldn’t drop the heartache. Maybe that was because she never saw genuine remorse. Like it didn’t matter to him why this distance ever existed. Therefore revealing to her that that in fact was not love. And she must have left it behind at some point. She looks at him while he watches his daughters open their gifts and is baffled at how calmly and put together he just sat there watching them. So content and oblivious.
She decides to take a step out and make him a coffee just the way he likes. She awkwardly walks up to him and hands it to him. He takes it as he sweeps past her. Not looking into her eyes or even saying thank you. Nothing. Silence. He moves on like nothing happened. Now she’s been swept back even farther. Having absolutely no idea on why he won’t talk to her she also moves on. All that keeps circulating her mind is the question on if she truly loves her husband anymore. How could this question be a reality. Her heart aches for him. The him that cared so deeply for her. And wanted to make sure she never had pain again.
How does she move forward from here. What does she do.
Merry Christmas
My heart 