The truth is that since our move to Florida, things have been off for me and Chris.
The truth is that I don’t know how to make this into a funny story or find a life lesson in this right now.
The truth is that some nights after the baby goes to bed, we don’t talk at all.
The truth is that we have more days with tension than we do without.
The truth is that we are both quick to anger lately and that we don’t let any mistake go without some snide comment.
The truth is that we can’t seem to find common ground.
The truth is that I feel guilty for asking Chris to make this move and for putting our family through this rough patch.
The truth is that he feels like things will never be normal again.
The truth is that I feel angry because I stay home all day and he gets to leave.
The truth is that he feels left out because he isn’t here with me and Bean during the day.
The truth is that neither of us can figure out how to make things better and so we’ve just stopped trying.
The truth is that this is the longest period of time we’ve gone with tension in our marriage.
But these are the things I know…
I know that I love Chris more than I could love anyone else.
I know that he loves me just exactly how I need to be loved.
I know that we have to talk more about some things that we just don’t want to talk about.
I know that we will get through this together, but first we have to think through it separately.
I know that we won’t always come to the same conclusions at the same time and that we will have to be patient with each other.
I know that when people say marriage is hard work, these are the times they are talking about.
I know that one day – soon – we’ll feel at home here.
I know that we will have to forgive each other for things that we don’t even recognize we are angry about.
I know that our marriage is bigger and stronger than whatever this is that we are going through right now.