Relationships...

...are impossible.

Marriage...

 It's hard.
We're brought up on fairy tales. We'll meet The One and everything will fall into place. 
Rescue fantasies? They just don't happen to women.

I got lost...

...and what was I thinking?
My husband at the time..we met doing theater.  He started as an actor...way better director.
Looking back...I think we both had romantic rescues in our head.
Best thing about our marriage was my son. He got to do things with him he never got to do as a kid...Boy Scouts...flag football...Boy Scout camp. Doing things with my son gave him the childhood stuff he never had.
My son was wrestling and he went to every meet he could. He spent a lot of time sitting in gyms...calling me to update on the stats.
What was I thinking?
I was thinking I wanted to make him happy.
My son got older.
Husband was stuck with me.
He talked to himself out the back screen door every night.
I guess we had nothing in common anymore.
I pulled the plug.
In the interim...I found the person who would treat me as crappily as I felt appropriate. He did a good job. Fantastic job actually.
What was I thinking?
I wasn't.
Present day...my theater husband is happily married to the woman of his dreams.
...and that makes me supremely happy.
And I...
...cannot imagine a day without my Bob. My hardworking man.