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The Best Husband, Ever.

My husband has been talking to God a lot. His latest request from God is that He make him the best husband, ever. Not a better husband…not a good husband in an objective sense. He wants to be the best husband ever in the history of husbands.

It is very sweet. I love him, and I love his perfectionism. It scares me, though, as I’ve seen him need to do things perfectly before. It’s an interesting setup for self-sabotage…if he can’t do it perfectly, he probably should stop trying at all. If he can’t do it just right and get the whole thing perfect from now until he dies in my arms 70 years from now, he should just give up. Maybe he shoudl try the opposite, and try to be the worst husband, ever.

The longer I stay in this addicted relationship, I recognize our patterns more and more. I love the part we’re in now…the honeymoon phase. We are reunited, very much in love, and working hard to make it right. We are seeking outside help, growing spiritually, and working on ourselves. We are spending lots of good time together.

I hope that we are able to stick with it this time, but I’m not blind to the reality that there is often a big backslide after an upswing. I hope, though, that each upswing brings us a little further out of the pit.

Tags: addiction, marriage, recovery, relationships

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July 14th, 2009 at 11:47 pm
brother frankie

i often pray that or just better. I also add in dad. i want to be the dad and hubby God intended me to be.

I am praying.

u are loved,
Brother Frankie
A Biker for Christ
July 16th, 2009 at 3:07 pm
Jinx

I’ve been doing that for 4 years…..hoping……I used to take one step forward and three steps back. Now it’s one step forward and one step back, which leaves me right where I started. go figure.
July 19th, 2009 at 4:14 pm
Wayward Son

I still sometimes think that after a spate of good things happening the boom is going to drop and I will have to pay the price. I used to think of it as my comeuppance for being a little too smug about my good fortune, though I’ve since learned t little gratitude takes care of that. I have to remember that life ebbs and flows, not just for me but for everyone.