time goes on

Michael has seen the therapist only for about 5 times over the last 10 weeks. I am getting frustrated and not doing what I should be doing. He is getting agitated. I hear it gets worse before it gets better. I still have hope. I just need to learn how to shut my mouth and do what I'm supposed to do. I still love him with all my heart. I wish he could feel the same way about me again. I really messed up this week. I hope he can look past that and keep going. As of today, it doesn't look like I'll be going to Hawaii.

The Journey

about 6 weeks ago, Michael told me he didn't think that he wanted to be married anymore. It wasn't me, he said. He just didn't like the idea of marriage anymore.

After limbo for four weeks, information surfaced which required me to demand he see a therapist. We started going to marriage counseling this past week. The therapist is going to be seeing Michael for a few sessions alone to try to get to the bottom of his depression.

I'm praying that things work out. I love him so much.

New Year, New Expectations

Last semester, I came up with an "everyday to do" list:

Journal
Write a paragraph on a project
work for an hour on a project
paint something
exercise for 30 minutes
draw something

I have realized that I have too high expectations of myself. I need to pull back and make this a "weekly to do" list, except for exercise. That's it..that is what I plan to do this semester. If I get more done..then GREAT. I will at least do these every week. Here goes!