Why?
As a writer and a potential divorcee, I am emotionally and intellectually wrestling with the issues involved in splitting a family. It is as if I am living the sequel, the story writing itself; an advantage of writing memoir based fiction.
The big question is why? Why in all its contexts: from why are we breaking up to why did we get married in the first place? The answer is with my wife but it’s not something she is able or prepared to explain. She is dispassionately determined about it, claiming that living with my MS is too difficult, even though I was diagnosed before we married. She says also that we have nothing in common but that was also apparent before we were wed.
Perhaps it is because my wife has achieved all her objectives in getting married. Her children are funded by someone else, she has a big house paid for by someone else and she will enjoy security in the future, again funded by someone else.
It is a logical explanation which implies that marriage for my wife was simply a career move. When we met, she was a 29 year old foreign national with a soon-to-expire work visa, living in a one bed flat, carrying a lot of debt and with a mother in poor health living illegally in Australia. All my wife’s problems were sorted with a simple ‘I do’. Now the ‘someone else’ funding the plan seems to be surplus to requirements and can be dismissed.
It is difficult to reconcile the reality of a distant wife with the woman I thought I loved. Was it not enough to meet in Basra, Iraq, and then become lovers in Jamaica and the Maldives? Was our perfect family of three happy sons and a mother who could afford to stay at home if she wished not enough?
Indeed, the big question is why. It’s a question that I will explore in intimate detail in Solomon Was Right but it’s a question that I sense I will never answer.
http://www.amazon.co.uk/The-Trouble-W...
The big question is why? Why in all its contexts: from why are we breaking up to why did we get married in the first place? The answer is with my wife but it’s not something she is able or prepared to explain. She is dispassionately determined about it, claiming that living with my MS is too difficult, even though I was diagnosed before we married. She says also that we have nothing in common but that was also apparent before we were wed.
Perhaps it is because my wife has achieved all her objectives in getting married. Her children are funded by someone else, she has a big house paid for by someone else and she will enjoy security in the future, again funded by someone else.
It is a logical explanation which implies that marriage for my wife was simply a career move. When we met, she was a 29 year old foreign national with a soon-to-expire work visa, living in a one bed flat, carrying a lot of debt and with a mother in poor health living illegally in Australia. All my wife’s problems were sorted with a simple ‘I do’. Now the ‘someone else’ funding the plan seems to be surplus to requirements and can be dismissed.
It is difficult to reconcile the reality of a distant wife with the woman I thought I loved. Was it not enough to meet in Basra, Iraq, and then become lovers in Jamaica and the Maldives? Was our perfect family of three happy sons and a mother who could afford to stay at home if she wished not enough?
Indeed, the big question is why. It’s a question that I will explore in intimate detail in Solomon Was Right but it’s a question that I sense I will never answer.
http://www.amazon.co.uk/The-Trouble-W...
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