by Rhonda Erickson

Created on: August 19, 2008

The Delicate Balancing Act of Personalities in a Relationship.

A friend of mine recently went through a very hard and painful divorce. Before he was married he was a musician, a very talented singer/song writer and actor production manager. The girl he fell in love with didn't understand or want the life of being the wife of a "starving artist".. so to speak.

My friend was in love, and wanted to marry, and make this girl happy, so he agreed to leave behind the work he loved.. his dreams and passion, change his life, get a "real job", and have a "normal" family. A very small sacrifice, he thought then, in order to be with this wonderful girl that he loved with all his heart, and wanted to please. After they were married, he found a new profession, worked hard to do his best in a very different world from what he had been used to, and settled into being the family man.

Later that year, the tears rolled down his face as he watched his wife give birth to their first child, a baby boy, and two years later a beautiful baby girl came. Several years floated by as he looked forward to every morning waking up beside his loving wife, seeing the faces of his two sweet children, and coming home each evening to their hugs and kisses, and listening to them tell him all about what they had done that day. On his off days, they took trips to the zoo, camped out at the lake, fed ducks at the park, and watched every Disney movie ever made. He built tree houses and doll houses, filled up sand boxes, put together new bicycles and swing sets, and tucked into bed each night, two happy, healthy, and very loved children. His life was full and he was content.. for the most part.... just those occasions when he lay in the darkness, unable to sleep, a deep aching and longing inside him, an emptiness that couldn't be filled, like an old familiar voice calling out to him, one that he would soon have to answer.

My friend wrestled with his uneasiness, and the empty feeling in his soul for several more years. His family.. his wife and children were his life.... he loved them with all his heart... but when the passions of your soul cannot mingle with the loves of your heart, it can eventually become a very hard decision to make. The occasional restlessness that he had fought with was becoming a daily struggle to maintain. His once peaceful dreams were now relentless, nagging nightmares, always there, always calling to him . He dug his heels in deeper,and warily forced himself go to work each morning.

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