Dear Vee,
I stand at the crossroads of my life, my heart heavy with the weight of fourteen years of marriage, yet burdened by a decade-long separation. For ten long years, my husband has lived far away, across oceans and continents,
While my children and I remain in a different world. His visits have been rare, almost like fleeting shadows in the vastness of our separation. In these ten years, he has come home only twice. Each return felt like a fragile thread tying us together, only to be pulled apart again.
Our communication is a lifeline; he calls me every day, his voice a comforting melody amidst the silence. He sends money for upkeep, a tangible reminder of his presence in our lives.
He assures me, time and again, that he is working on bringing me over to join him. Yet, these promises, though sincere, feel like a never-ending horizon that I can never quite reach. Each assurance is a fleeting glimmer of hope, soon overshadowed by the stark reality of our ongoing distance.
I wonder, am I asking for too much? Is it too grand a desire to yearn for the simple joys of a shared life, where the distance is just a memory rather than a painful reality? Should I cling to the promises of a future reunion, or is it time to seek a new path, to move on and find a new beginning?
I seek your wisdom, dear readers. Should I continue to hold onto the promises, enduring the distance for a future that may or may not come, or is it time to let go and embrace the possibility of a new chapter in my life?
Your thoughts and advice would be greatly appreciated.
