We met, fell in love, got married pretty quickly, and had three kids across a decade. Jobs? We had ’em. Dogs, check. A nice home to live in and two cars to park out front, we didn’t miss a beat. The ‘American Dream’ is what we are living....CONTINUE READING THE FULL ARTICLE>>>
Except we forgot one monumental thing along the way: We forgot about each other.
Divorce was once a taboo word, but now it’s as common as “organic” or “lol.”
Divorce, once a last-ditch option, has become a major vacation destination from the realities of marriage. We want what we want and we know that we deserve happiness every single day of our lives.
(I mean, The Internet told me that, so it must be true right?) And with that mindset firmly in place, whole slews of modern marriages die suffocating deaths long before anyone ever even says ‘I do.’
The fact is, those of us who are separated or divorced like to say that things just “weren’t meant to be,” that we were with a person for as long as we were “supposed to be” with them, and then we moved on rightfully. That’s cool. I can’t argue with anyone’s tale.
However, we leave out one, huge, important truth.
Long ago, back when we were still freshly married, we fought hard to make things work.
We carefully steered our marriage down the lane like you’re supposed to steer it, with patience open-mindedness and a willingness to listen, listen, listen (and listen some more) without spraying our big dumb opinions around like bug spray.
Then we got lazy.
It’s gruelling work being a husband or wife. And when no one’s paying attention, we start cutting critical emotional and soulful corners. We start drifting from the concentrated effort required to make love last.
We get all caught up in ourselves, in our pursuit of that personal happiness we think we so deserve, and we end up growing increasingly bored with our situation. In the end, we begin to wonder if all of this lack of happiness within the marriage might be the other person’s fault.
That’s usually when we start telling ourselves that “we married the wrong guy” or girl. In our tired heads, we plug some other old flame or missed opportunity into the empty snapshot of happiness we have hanging on the wall of our skulls. We convince ourselves that we would have been way better off with ‘the one that got away’ — Ugh.
We’re bored with the fact that our spouse is getting kind of bored, too … and that, THAT, is the real beginning of the actual end.
So we loosen our grip even more, exhausted by the fruits of our own lazy heart.
The work and effort it takes to love another adult human being just wears us out. What was once a great love, shapeshifts into our own two hands. And even though we recognize the change, we don’t do anything about it other than sigh and eat another slice of pizza.
Married people often forget everything about everything.
They stop listening, then they stop kissing and feeling, they get annoyed and angry, then they get sad that they’re angry; then they get an idea and get curious, then they notice they checked out long ago and they check out again, one last time.
So, how do you fix a broken marriage?
Somewhere along the way, though, I can’t help but think that maybe a little mindfulness might have saved the whole sinking “marriage ship”
If we had just reminded ourselves every 10 minutes or so that we ought to continue looking at our lover (they’d still be a “lover” probably) and that we ought to be wondering what they’re thinking and if they’re cool and if they might need to riff on something, on anything, just to release a bit of steam, and maybe if our partner had done the same thing, maybe, just maybe, the love wouldn’t have had its throat slit by our very own daggers.
But it’s hard to know when it’s all over.
But maybe, just maybe, before we called it a day, a few of us would have finally found that hard-to-find happiness sitting right there in front of our faces.
Maybe I would have finally found that hard-to-find happiness sitting right there in front of my eyes.
Imagine that, happiness sitting right there in front of you, in front of me, in the last place on Earth we would have ever thought to look…CONTINUE READING>>
