Capturing Angels
“He pulled to the side, and for a few moments, neither of us spoke. I stared ahead at the cul-de-sac and my house. If Margaret was still there keeping John company, I was confident that they were talking about me, about how to handle me. I had gone from a competent and intelligent, caring wife and mother to someone who had to be guided and controlled. Of course, as always, that was for my own good, when in reality, people who were handled were handled so that the people close to them could be mo...re comfortable in their presence.
I had no doubt that John was very disappointed in me and in almost everything I did these days, not that I did much. Since I continued to avoid socializing whenever possible, I was sure he hated our friends pecking at him with questions about how I was, what my state of mind was, and what they could do to help. A man as self-confident and opinionated as John abhorred being dependent on anyone for anything. Once again, something for which I had first admired him had now lost its polish and glitter.MoreLess
I had no doubt that John was very disappointed in me and in almost everything I did these days, not that I did much. Since I continued to avoid socializing whenever possible, I was sure he hated our friends pecking at him with questions about how I was, what my state of mind was, and what they could do to help. A man as self-confident and opinionated as John abhorred being dependent on anyone for anything. Once again, something for which I had first admired him had now lost its polish and glitter.MoreLess
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