Wednesday, April 22, 2015

I was crushed, he paid so little attention to me

James, first husband, was home at one o'clock in the morning, whereas Al, for many months, wasn't home at all.

I wanted a husband who stayed out of my hair, but this was too much!  I wanted a family, not to be a hermit.  I pray every day for our family and for him and me to be closer.  I pray that we'll love each other, be kind to each other and be good to each other, but I very rarely see him, although it is getting better.  I took him a chocolate Easter bunny, and I don't think he knew what it was or what it was for.  I love him, but it's not looking very good for the eternities if I don't persist.

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