183 Marbles
…Don’t Come a Knockin’”
…Don’t Come a Knockin’”
I’m up at the lake where Ex-man and I holidayed for ten years with friends and family. I’m in one of the cabins with the kids for a couple of nights and Ex-man is staying in his camper out back. It all started with the customary “Happy Hour” this afternoon - a few libations where Ex-man was being a gracious host, making sure I had a drink. After the kids were nestled asleep in their beds, it ended with a rocking camper. Sex with the Ex. Ugh!
The sex was good (as it always was with us) but it resulted in me in tears saying, “Nothing has changed.” You can have all the good sex in the world but if you’re only compatible in this one area, it’s not enough to build a relationship upon, try as we might.
I’m not sorry we ended up having sex nor am I feeling guilty about the marble challenge. I know this is a part of me disentangling myself from Ex-man and finally letting go. The tears were not sadness nor regret but tears of clarity - despite good sex and shared family being the glue that kept us together for so many years, our pieces no longer fit and the glue can no longer hold.
What would it take for me to attract an awesome lover who is open and willing to understand my language? (In 183 Marbles, of course)
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