Lizze and I ended up somewhere today that until recently, I never thought would be necessary. That said, sometimes life has a way of throwing in a detour every now and again. These are unexpected twists and turns that can throw us off course.
My wife and I experienced one such event about two years ago. In fact, it was two years ago on October 14th.
Lizze experienced what we have recently learned is called caretaker burnout.
Anyway, she moved out on October 14, 2014 and we were separated until she moved home this past summer on June 5th. Those two years were very difficult on both of us but most of all the kids.
During that time, I raised the kids and Lizze did what she had to do to get back on her feet. This was easily one of the darkest points in my life but I understand now that this had to happen. We had to experience this in order to be where we are today.
Lizze and I have been doing this for 15 years now and have never really had a break. The kids visit their grandparents overnight and that’s something we are so grateful for.
At the same time, Lizze and I have never been on vacation or gone anywhere overnight. We’ve never had anything like that because we were so wrapped up in the kids, we didn’t have the money and again, we were totally wrapped up with the kids.
If you were a reader from the Lost and Tired days, you are likely aware of all the trauma, turmoil, heartache and pain we’ve been through.
We reached a point where we simply weren’t caring for ourselves or each other because we were so lost in the daily struggles of special needs parenting.
It’s important to know that while Lizze and I were separated, we never actually had martial issues. We rarely fought and loved each other very deeply.
Lizze wasn’t someone who just decided to up and leave her family, although from the outside, one might assume that. The reality was that she gave so much of herself to our kids that she had nothing left, not even for herself. On top of all this, she’s been dealing with chronic health issues ranging from menopause at age 32 all the way up to severe chronic pain.
Why I am I rehashing all of this?