Had lunch with a dear friend today. She found out about her husband's long term relationship with another woman early last year.
She said, "Maybe life is kind of like a pencil sharpener, and all of us are just a bunch of pencils."
Now that's an insight.
I certainly feel as if I've had a layer of skin peeled off.
The Beginning of Something Else
On June 1, 2007 I found out my husband and partner of almost two decades had been unfaithful to me since before our marriage, and had been having intercourse with prostitutes for 3 1/2 years. This is what happened next.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
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Yeah. I feel like I've had a layer of my skin peeled off, too. Maybe with some kind of acid. OR with a cheese grater.
Pencils ... ouch. Tenderness of fresh skin ... comforting.
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I like that thought. What if the pencil fights the sharpener? How does that look...?
I think that addictions are maybe a way of avoiding the sharpener..
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