Posted by:
byepolar
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Date: July 03, 2014 11:27PM
I kind of felt like I was back in Constantinople when the persecution of the Holy Icons was going on....
We went out for pizza, and in the driveway she told me that she wanted me to move out (over 26 years of marriage). Drove me back home, I went out to find an apartment, found one, came back, whereupon she was teary and had actually hung up a Cross on the wall herself and begged me to stay.
WTF?
So, we managed to make a deal about the whole thing, and agreed to go to a marital counselor.
That was a couple of weeks ago.
Oh yes - our son is on his mission, nearly at the end.
And, on Sundays, she goes to SM, and I go to Mass.
WTF again?
Life is really strange, isn't it?