For weeks now I’ve tried not to be serious, because I wanted to keep it cheerful. I try to make sure I write everything in the humorous way from when I started.
I know you guys notice that I’ve been MIA for a couple of weeks. And Some even contacted me via email. Thank you for your concern my husband and I have been dealing with a loss.
This new life that I’m living married to an African male is different. I have never went through a lost with any other male the way I have with my husband. To be honest I didn’t think it would affect him in anyway.
I will not disclose our lost but I can tell you this it has affected everything in my life. The reason that I’m even talking about it is because I’m getting counseling. And this has opened the door for me to come out explaining my healing. I’m not fully healed yet but the process is helping my marriage.
Our marriage scares me sometimes. It’s as if we been together for years. Although we are still at the beginning stage of marriage the first five years. We both are really still learning from each other. I even realize now that we deal differently with everything.
A couple of weeks ago I was talking to a friend that had suffer something similar. She stated that her and her husband were not speaking to each other. And that they just tried to ignore the situation. The shock on my face was real.
You see my husband would never let me go without speaking to him. I could be mad for days but every day we still talk to each other. I’m one of those people that deal with loss and can not eat. My husband made sure I ate and took care of myself. He was there in every way including running baths for me with a glass of wine. Taking me out for walk and bringing home little surprises like my favorite takeout.
I’m really selfish with my pain were I don’t look around to think about anyone else. Then I realize my husband was equally suffering and that it was an African loss. He was strong because he is a king, my lion to take care of everything. Once I realized the pain was just as strong in him and he would never show me openly. I became the wife he needed me to be.
I asked him how does he handle me being me and Airport living. His reply was I love you and I accept a lot because you love me back. My husband continue to show me how amazing he is and there is always more to love in him.
I’m not saying our marriage is perfect in that case I wouldn’t need to blog about it. What I am saying is I’m happy for the imperfection of our marriage. Even if I’m crazy living at the Airport. He doesn’t always have to get me to be by my side. The fact that he’s there is all that’s counts.
Oh yeah some of you guys was wondering whether or not I reorder my shoes. Let’s just say I got something better. No not my husband I’ll always have him but I cancelled my clothing order thats being made now. My husband surprised me with the opportunity to go to get them myself sooner rather than later. I’ll tell you guys about that in another blog. I may be doing some pre-shopping just to be prepared I have to see what my husband say. You guys know me by now so you will hear about that too later, see you next time.