Monday, July 19, 2010

A Little Love is best shown and not spoken

I would love a time when my husband comes home and takes me aside in embrace and really sit and talk with me for even five minutes. 

I would also love if he does take the kids aside and romp , fill their little emotion cup with hands on daddy, because this is what kids need.

Instead, the moment he arrives home, he rushes to get his laptop going so he can spend the rest of the night and evening playing spades with strangers online. 

This is where he invest his time.

Then he wonders why sex is the last thing on my agenda at 3am when he is ready for bed.

Yesterday, Sunday, after church. We came home around 1pm. Immediately he went online to play spades. As usual I cook and do chores, jumping online here and there, gave the kids snacks, interact with them (they come to mommy for everything), read to them etc.

Their father sat from 1:30pm - 3am playing spades. 

This is the man I marry. 

This is the heartbreak I live. 

My heart breaks more so for my children.
One day....it will not be this way and I will be loved.