I always tend to feel a little ‘emo’ after my meeting my bestie and after our casual discussions of our lives. While I agree her marriage has pretty much reached the end of the road. That their life together has long dissolved into something just slightly more tasty than plain tap water. Yet, I always feel that tinge of saddness for their beautiful daughter. Surely,not all marriage walks that same fate? Yet reality check tells me.. 90% of marriage eventually just becomes operational. My last check on all my married friends, tells me this is not far from the truth. Staying in love? Keeping the passion alive? I can’t even remember the last time my hubby give me a passionate hug. Or told me anything to the effect that he misses me.
I know my feelings will pass. It always does. Who says contentment means being happy?
