In the last three weeks, we continued our Retrouvaille dialog, faithfully went to Retrouvaille Post sessions, did a few things together. At the Post session this last Saturday (March 17), we practiced a technique for conflict resolution on, of all things “Hand Holding”. But in that discussion, I admitted a real need to be physically close to my wife at times. And Mrs. Ray admitted she could not really accommodate me in this manner. (There’s more to it, but just follow along.)
She went to visit her daughter (2 hour drive there & 2 hours back = 4 hours of thinking). Mrs. Ray asked to stop by to talk. What she wanted to say was she really cannot go on any more, and will begin the final proceedings for the divorce.
About six years ago, I made important promises, and I am going to have a hard time withdrawing them. Marriage promises, to me, are Life Promises. It will just be a big effort, with a lot of personal heartache, to make the adjustment.
My Life’s Great Work is over. I hold little hope that Mrs. Ray will reconsider. We still need to sell the house, and sort out our stuff. I will not be moving to Arkansas, after all.
Although the door remains open for her, I have little hope for our marriage any more. If some miracle happens, I’ll add a new post. Beyond that, it looks like it’s
The End
Updated with this line March 20
1 comment:
Ray: It's not over until it's over. Try to keep going to the Post Sessions! Ask your team for help. At least dialogue so that you can understand Mrs. Ray's feelings. A lot of us out here really care about the two of you.
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