Third reason why I stopped blogging…my husband.
My husband left Texas kicking and screaming. We were already holding on by a thread to keep our marriage going. The decisions didn’t come easy but I can honestly say I have done it all for my children and for the memory of all the men and women who have served in our military. Many times I wished I could have left my husband and started fresh somewhere new in California. At the same time, how could I leave him? What would I tell my children years down the road when they find out that their father was having serious problems with his PTSD and I just quit? Whatever happened to “through sickness and in health”? And what about his great sacrifice to serve his country?
My condition was that we move to California and that he’d visit the VA and see a therapist. My husband hated me. I could feel it and he was just so mean at times. That was the first year in Cali. The second year was up and down and with many other problems coming into the picture, I didn’t really pay attention to our marital issues.
That third year seemed to have a great start. My husband was supportive and it’s like a switch went off and he got me — he got our marriage. It was around April that the opportunity of moving back to Texas came up. I wanted to stay in California so bad but it was appearing to be the impossible achievement. I had high hopes with Benjamin in school now and I’d be able to focus on my writing and working as a substitute teacher. I had several plans for our next move and was feeling less stressed. Then, Benjamin’s bus situation began. Shortly after, my husband began bringing up moving back to Texas. After that, problems with my parents, with Benjamin’s summer school, with his regular school, my mom falling, us bonding, my dad and I fighting…it just seemed as if the problems were coming one after the next. We had to move and fast.
December came and I was feeling defeated. My husband’s friend offered him a job in Texas and I raised my white flag and surrendered.
That’s it in a nutshell. I’ll leave all the details for later.
We’re back in our Texas home. I’m tired. I don’t want to fight anymore. I do have my conditions but I am so much more relaxed.
There, I’ve covered my drama in 2017 for the most part. The next posts will be about my new life in Texas. 😉