Left Behind

Watching a marriage end, one that was seemingly so perfect, is ultimately heart-breaking and makes me think and wonder how it got to that point. A marriage that is meant to be in all of its capacity is not a prison, it still allows you to grow together with screen doors that let you still discover who you are over the years both with this person who is your partner in life and also by yourself because you still are your own person and can still maintain that. Marriage to me is no longer a scary term, it is comfort, it is so much that everybody needs to face this world, it is finding that special someone to not only balance off who you are but to strengthen those strengths you already have. That is beauty and if you are at all lucky enough to find that, you hold onto it and fight to keep it together. How can all of that be given up when you promised this person your life to work things out through thick and thin through the good and the ugly, how could you just decide one day that this isn't for you? Is nothing sacred enough that we keep our promises to each other to commit and hold out til the end? If misery and hopelessness replaces feelings of romance and bliss, then you let it become that way over time.