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I Was Always There for My Wife
What did i love more than anything in this damn world? I remained for as long as she needed me. During all the hard times in life, I was there. Somewhere along the way, however, I started to ask myself — if for somebody who would never say anything or otherwise acknowledge your being there at all, what good was being there for them?
The Life We Had Built:
Who am I? Daniel Carter And for the majority of my marriage, I thought love was simple.
You showed up.
You even hung in the competition when it got tough. You remembered the little things. You woke up in the morning and made coffee, you waited while your spouse stayed late for work, and lifted as many invisible weights as you could.
That was how I loved Emily.
Emily in her thirties was driven and intelligent and bent on making a life that was hers. Well, she was a marketer now and had always wanted to find herself in such a position where her ideas served some higher calling.
I admired that about her.
I was thirty-two and worked in a power plant as an engineer. My own dream was quieter. I wanted a calm home, I wanted a wholesome wife and I wanted to hold space for my partner so she could feel safe to be her true self with me.





