Posts Tagged ‘Healing’

Monday, June 14, 2010

Never imagined today could turn out the way it did. We joined a bike club here in Springfield because we heard that they had group rides for beginners and tonight was one of their cookouts, so we showed up. Everyone ignored us and it seemed totally disorganized, so after a little while, we just left.

We were hungry and in a bad mood, so we stopped at a deli to get something to eat. While we were eating, Ceecee said she thought maybe we needed a separation. She said that we just seemed to be stuck and that something needed to change to get us out of where we were. She said she felt friendship toward me, but that was all, and she wondered if spending some time apart would make things more clear.

Of course, I was devastated and totally against the idea, but I mostly just listened and didn’t know what to say. I never thought it could come to this. I don’t know what to think. Apparently, she’s already been thinking about this, because she told me that she had priced some downtown apartments and some were affordable. I just said that we needed to sleep on it and could we talk about it again another day. Tomorrow is her first day at Dillard’s and everything is changing so fast. Am I losing her?

She wasn’t angry when she talked about it, or even emotional at all. She was just calm and rational, like she’s thought this through and it doesn’t bother her. What’s crazy is that she actually seemed hopeful, like separating could be a good thing. I couldn’t tell if she really meant that maybe it could be a path for us to work things out, or if she really just wants out of the marriage and hopes that if we split up that I will just let her go.

For those of you who have read the original 90 day restoration tour blog, this will be a chance to go back and revisit the story one more time. For you new readers who are following the current journal version of the story, this is just a “We interrupt this blog to bring you…” breaking news kind of post, so you may want to skip this one as it won’t make any sense to you. With that in mind…

In Springfield, Missouri, where most of the story takes place, there is a town square that is the source of much controversy. I’m sure that at one time it was the center of commerce, and a place where the community gathered, but in recent decades, it has been known as the place where the homeless and “undesireables” hang out. Most people avoid it and find it to be a place they’d rather not visit.

The city has tried a number of things to bring the community back to the square, not the least of which is a summer concert series called “sounds on the square.” Local bands and artist perform on friday nights for no charge, and the idea is that the square will draw visitors who will also patronize the downtown businesses. Why am I telling you all this?

It so happens that my wife and I attended one of the free concerts there this past Friday night and it got me to thinking, and remembering. Last year, there were no sounds on the square because the city spent nearly two million dollars on a renovation project that had the square fenced off and closed for nearly a year. We were living in our second loft apartment which overlooked the square at that time.

We’ve since moved, but we had the opportunity to go back to the square friday night. As we were getting ready, I realized that the last time I was at a sounds on the square concert, I was there by myself. My wife and I were separated and I sat listening to the band and wondering if this was going to be my new life.

We had always talked about living downtown and being able to walk to concerts and event like these, and now, my wife was living downtown alone, and there I was attending a concert that we should have gone to together. It was a tough night, but I hadn’t thought about it for a very long time. It was a small surprise when I realized that going back as a happily married couple would be one more little bonus stop on the restoration tour.

Monday, May 17, 2010

It was really weird. Last night, right before I went to bed, I got an email that said, “Need help in your marriage?” I thought it was spam, so I ignored it. Today, I got curious and I went ahead and read it. It was from a guy named Mort Fertel, who apparently is some kind of marriage big shot. It said I visited his website and signed up for the free information – which I didn’t – but I went ahead and looked at what he had to say and it’s pretty interesting.

Friday, May 7, 2010

Every year, on one of the last Fridays of the school year, our junior high sponsors what they call “eighth grade weekend.” It’s a field trip for eighth grade only where they get to go on an all day trip to Silver Dollar City. Ceecee and I both got to go this year because she was recruited to walk around with some special needs students. It was a nice day and we had a good time. I’m still pretty freaked out from last night, but today didn’t seem any different than any other lately.

Ceecee found out today that her brother from Tennessee is coming for a surprise visit to celebrate Taylor’s graduation. What she doesn’t realize is that the surprise is on her. She really wants a bike that she can start training to race in triathlons, but even used, they are really expensive and we’re pretty broke right now. I’ve been shopping on line, but we haven’t been able to find anything that way.

Somehow, I was talking to her stepmom in Tennessee the other day and she told me that they have one that is almost new and they would be willing to let me have it for next to nothing. Then we were trying to figure out how to get it shipped here and this idea of Steven coming to visit materialized and there it was. He has a pick-up truck and he’s driving out. He is bringing the bike and is going to take it to Angie’s house where we’ll keep it until Ceecee’s birthday. I can’t wait! I love pulling off these kinds of surprises!

A surprise I didn’t like was finding out I have jury duty the Monday after school gets out. What a way to start my Summer vacation. Oh, well. Maybe it won’t happen. A lot of times these things get cancelled.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Another walk to the Farmer’s market and another eye opening talk. For some reason, while we’re walking to and from the market, there’s an openness to our communication and we actually talk about our relationship.

We kind of picked up where we left off last week and took it a little bit further. Ceecee reiterated the ideas of not trusting me and being hurt and angry, but she wouldn’t get specific. Finally, I just asked her, “Does this go back to what happened with Emily (not her real name)?” She said that yes, it did. Emily was a younger woman from church whom I had fallen for, but that had been a long time ago. I thought we were past it and I certainly didn’t think it would still be affecting things now.

I had allowed myself to get caught up in the idea that my marriage had become stale and boring and at that same time, I was getting attention from Emily that I didn’t feel like I was getting from my wife. Really, I wasn’t even sure whether Ceecee still loved me and it didn’t seem like either of us was really sold on the marriage anymore.

We were living on the farm and I was working all the time. I was teaching full-time and we were running a CSA out of the farm and selling at several farmer’s markets around the area. It seemed like Ceecee and I were just going through the motions a lot of the time. The farm was my idea and she never really liked it. Neither of us was getting what we needed out of the marriage, but we were too busy to ever stop and deal with any of it.

In the middle of all of that, I had befriended Emily. My intentions weren’t bad, but I was in a state that wasn’t healthy, and getting close to someone of the opposite sex while you’re married is never a good idea. She treated me the way I wanted to be treated, and I allowed myself to have feelings for her. It just grew out of control and I didn’t want to stop and do what was right.

My wife figured it out, but I lied about it when she first brought it up. I kept up the lie for some time, not realizing the damage it was doing. She had always known me to be an honest person, and she knew I was lying, but I wouldn’t back down from my story. It really caused her belief in me to crumble, knowing I could willfully tell her that nothing was going on when it was obvious that I wasn’t telling her the truth.

Finally, I came to my senses and fessed up. Of course, Ceecee already knew and told me so. I also called Emily and told her that I couldn’t go on like we were because I didn’t want to ruin my marriage. We both told each other we were sorry and that we never meant to hurt anyone and she left the church about a week later.

Ceecee and I went through a rough patch for a while, but then we took a weekend and went to Eureka Springs, Arkansas for a make-up session. I thought it was our way of saying we were choosing to stay together and that we were putting our marriage back on the right footing. We stayed in a bed and breakfast and had one of the most memorable times together of any in our marriage. After that, I thought everything was fine.

Now, she’s telling me that’s why she isn’t sure she wants to stay together. Well, she didn’t actually say that, but I can’t get her to say she loves me either. Now she’s sticking to the story that she can’t trust me anymore and she doesn’t feel the same way about me that she used to and she’s telling me it goes back to that. What do I do with this? I told her I thought when we went to Eureka Springs that we got past all that. She said that she thought so at the time, but now she just doesn’t know.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Went to St. Louis today and had a really good time. Ceecee and I go to St. Louis about once a month, usually right around payday. Sometimes it’s for the weekend, but a lot of times it’s just a day trip. We “discovered” St. Louis over the 4th of July in 2009 when we spent the weekend there.

I remember passing by on vacations when I was a kid with my family and thinking, “What a horrible place.” It always seemed awful from the car windows going by on I-70.

When we moved to Missouri – and especially when people would find out that my wife is Italian – they would say, “You know about The Hill, right?” As time went by, we came to understand that The Hill was an Italian neighborhood in St. Louis and people would talk about it like it was this wonderful place. I couldn’t imagine anything in St. Louis being nice, but eventually, we decided to go check it out.

Over a Fourth of July weekend, we got a room for two nights and completely fell in love with not only The Hill, but the whole city. We discovered Forest Park, which is bigger than New York City’s Central Park and houses the Zoo, Art Museum, History Museum (which are all free) and much more. We went to Soulard’s, a huge farmer’s market down by the river, and we ate one of the best meals I’ve ever had at Charlie Gitto’s, one of the many Italian restaurants on The Hill.

Anyway, we went today and had a lot of fun. We went to Soulard’s, got orange cream soda at Fitz’s, had a picnic in Forest Park, and spent time at The Hill, of course. We shop for Italian groceries while we’re there, and we always go to one of the bakeries for treats and bread. We’ve talked about maybe living here someday, but we’ll see.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Ceecee did this exercise video called “30 Day Shred” today. It’s a Jillian Michaels video and she found out about it from one of her friends at work. We went to Best Buy and picked it up and she says it was the toughest workout she’s ever done. I’m not sure how it could be. It’s only 20 minutes and when she goes to the gym, she usually works out for at least an hour and a half. Anyway, it’s all she’s talking about.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Ceecee was in a better mood today. She enjoys the comics in the Sunday paper and this afternoon she sat outside in the sun reading a book. We still aren’t close like we should be, but at least she doesn’t seem angry today. I’m trying to be good to her, but she doesn’t seem to want to let me get very close. I don’t understand it. It’s not like things were perfect before, but I don’t know what this is.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

MAP is kicking my butt. Ceecee’s too. It’s been a really sucky week. At least she’s enjoying cooking. Man, can she make some great food. It was penne with salsiccia last night and three cheese risotto tonight. Coming home to that and a good glass of wine makes it not quite so bad.

I wish I could figure out what’s going on with her. We’ve never been like this and I’m getting worried. I know her job is stressful, but this is beyond problems at work. She’s angry all the time and she won’t let me in. How can I help her if she won’t even tell me what’s going on?

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Ceecee thinks she can’t swim, but she can. She was an army brat growing up and never had swimming lessons. Now she wants to start swimming, but she always says she doesn’t know how. Back when we lived in Dodge City, KS, I took her to the pool and she said she didn’t know how to swim. I showed her the basic strokes and she swam just fine, but today when we went to the pool at the Meyer Center, she said she didn’t know how to swim again.

I showed her again and she swam, but she could only do one length of the pool without stopping. Now we’re home and she’s filling out job applications. She got a teaching license by taking some exams, so she has a certification in science and she wants to have her own classroom next year. That would really help us out financially and would give her more of a sense of fulfillment, I think.

Tomorrow is Easter and it’s not really a big deal, but we’ve always celebrated it and my wife is kind of silly about these things. I always get her a basket with candy and usually a little gift and I put them out at night when she’s in bed. I’ll do the same tonight, but I don’t really know if it matters this year.