Married vs Single
I was born into a family where we always went on holiday together. Where we were a unit. A crazy unit at times but a unit. I don’t remember times when my dad went on holiday without us or my mom. They never went on holiday without the other. Business trips but not holidays.
Tommie is going away for the coming long weekend. Without me. He went hunting last year. Without me. His very first trip without me was when we just got engaged. Then just before we got married and from there on out probably once a year.
Now I’m guilty of this too. I have gone on long holidays without him. However those were normally when we were going to get divorced through a tough time.
I mentioned this morning that we should go away for the long weekend, when I found out he had already made other plans. How is that right? How does he live such a separate life that he has already booked the chalet and asked one of our friends to go with?
It hurts. Not him going away. Although in reality that hurts too. I want us to do things together. We are married. That’s what we decided to do. It hurts that he lives such a separate life that I don’t know at all what he does and when.