The Awakening: The Pain of Becoming One

It’s now ten years and three children into our marriage. I still felt like something is missing.  We have a beautiful home in the country.  My husband ministers to a wonderful, close-knit church family.  I have a fantastic part-time job teaching where I can fulfill my personal goals and still be a full-time mom.  My personal faith is strong.  But still- something is missing.

Often in the busyness of life my husband and I are going in different directions.  Sometimes I feel like he sees right through me.  He doesn’t recognize when I’ve had a bad day.  He doesn’t seem to miss me when I’m gone.  If he has free time he usually doesn’t choose to spend it with me.  Sometimes I look for something on TV that I think he’ll be interested in just so I can get him to be in the same room as me.  I am lonely.  In my marriage I am lonely.