A letter to my husband: I’ve been seeing someone
Let me first start off by saying, I’m sorry.
I’ve been seeing someone.
This guy…He’s easy to impress. As long as I tell him I love him, he’s happy. It only takes one look in his direction and he’s grinning from ear to ear. A simple snuggle, lots of attention and food is the way to his heart. I know, he sounds just like a typical guy, right? Wrong. He’s much more than that. He’s different.
He’s much shorter than you, pretty chubby and definitely not much hair, rather bald actually. I’ve never really been into the bald, short type, but I can’t help it. Our eyes met and I just knew, we were meant to be. He’s different.
Oh… one more thing. He is a lot younger then you… like, A LOT. He laughs at all my jokes, gives me all the attention I could ever want and looks at me like I’m the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. He’s always happy to see me, prefers me over everyone else and will listen to me talk for hours if I need him to. He’s different.
I’ve been seeing someone and I’m sorry I haven’t been around much. I know mental awareness isn’t my strong suit lately, really any awareness at all. I’m sorry for the constant complaint of headaches and exhaustion, the piles of laundry, the frantic days that fly by, my want to work still and the toys all over the house from Scotti. The list could go on. I know I haven’t been the wife you’ve dreamed of your entire life, the stay at homer, the cooker and the cleaner. Truth be told, I’m exhausted in every way and this new guy demands a lot of my time. I am absolutely in love with him and well…He’s different.
This chubby bald guy I’ve fallen for… he calls me mom and he’s different.
So, my dear husband, I apologize and I’m asking you to bare with me. Before we know it, the piles of laundry will diminish, I might at some point enjoy cooking (don’t count on it), the days will get slower, the nightly snuggles and wake ups will eventually be non existent and for awhile the toys all over the house will multiply and then diminish and both kids will be gone. Somewhere down the road we’ll find a Hot Wheels or Barbie shoe stuffed around the house and realize, we miss it.
Just know, it’s been hard on me too. I’m still trying to figure out how to balance it all, wife, work, kids, and myself. Quite honestly, I’m not sure I ever will. Also know that I am the happiest I have ever been and am forever grateful for the life you continue to provide for our family on a daily basis.
Husband, I’ve been seeing someone, he’s different, you gave me him, and I love you.
Hey peeps! I’m Tess! You’re brutally honest, California moved to Utah want to be blogger girl. Typical, I know. On the real though I say what’s on my mind and def don’t mind what I’m saying, if you catch my drift 😉 More than anything this space was created for me as an outlet to share all the highs and lows that life has to offer. At a young age I realized how therapeutic writing was for me and how much I truly loved it. However, what I didn’t realize was that in my adult life it would be my saving grace. Welcome to my journey 🙂