Charloft Tuesday: Would you rather have your heart broken -OR- break someones heart?
I find unbelievable amounts of irony in this question.
A year ago, I wouldn't have thought there was an ironic quality in it at all. I would have found it straightforward, probably equating it to a dump or be dumped scenario. It's funny how the amount things have changed in a person is most evident when examining the way he answers standard questions.
I hate the idea of breaking my wife's heart but I know I will, I know I have. Just like I know I will suffer heartbreak from her. She told me once, soon after we were engaged, that she loved me with all her heart but in the months she'd known me she'd cried more than any other time in her life. The truth is, it's the same for me. We're learning about each other, even now that we're married, we're still learning. There's heartbreak along with all the joy. It's beyond the characteristically petty stuff from early in our relationship. (I'm pretty sure I'm not jealous in those same ways, no.) She couldn't be a cop in England, heartbreak. I couldn't live by the ocean anymore, heartbreak. Old friends don't support our marriage, heartbreak.
Heartbreak makes the joyous bits even better though, I would say. Our first home together, joy. Sleeping out in our brand new little backyard, joy. The most perfect wedding in the desert, joy. Our babies - the duck, the dog, and the kitty, joy. A new friend and an old friend moving into our neighborhood because they love us, joy. Taking care of each other, joy.
I love my wife and I want it all with her. I wouldn't have married her if I had some delusion that no heartbreak would ever come our way. I'm never going to be a perfect husband but she loves me anyway, willing to endure whatever heartbreak I cause her, and me whatever heartbreak she causes me.
A year ago, I wouldn't have thought there was an ironic quality in it at all. I would have found it straightforward, probably equating it to a dump or be dumped scenario. It's funny how the amount things have changed in a person is most evident when examining the way he answers standard questions.
I hate the idea of breaking my wife's heart but I know I will, I know I have. Just like I know I will suffer heartbreak from her. She told me once, soon after we were engaged, that she loved me with all her heart but in the months she'd known me she'd cried more than any other time in her life. The truth is, it's the same for me. We're learning about each other, even now that we're married, we're still learning. There's heartbreak along with all the joy. It's beyond the characteristically petty stuff from early in our relationship. (I'm pretty sure I'm not jealous in those same ways, no.) She couldn't be a cop in England, heartbreak. I couldn't live by the ocean anymore, heartbreak. Old friends don't support our marriage, heartbreak.
Heartbreak makes the joyous bits even better though, I would say. Our first home together, joy. Sleeping out in our brand new little backyard, joy. The most perfect wedding in the desert, joy. Our babies - the duck, the dog, and the kitty, joy. A new friend and an old friend moving into our neighborhood because they love us, joy. Taking care of each other, joy.
I love my wife and I want it all with her. I wouldn't have married her if I had some delusion that no heartbreak would ever come our way. I'm never going to be a perfect husband but she loves me anyway, willing to endure whatever heartbreak I cause her, and me whatever heartbreak she causes me.