Have you ever felt that life is about to shift, meaning you were just traveling along this road; there was no option to turn, no other roads to take. You were wondering how long this road is. Then all of a sudden, there is a bend in the road, you cannot see around the bend, but when you make the bend, you are at a point where there is a fork in the road. I think I just made that bend. I think it may be a good thing. At least that is my vibe. For the last 5 years, my life has been chaotic. I may not have been aware of that at the time, but it was. The last couple of years in that chaos have been of personal growth. Obviously during that time my marriage died.              Over the last couple of weeks, I have prepared myself for the end of this marriage, seeing it as inevitable. I resigned myself to the fact, which I could no longer keep doing what I have been doing. I cannot force my wife to feel differently toward our marriage or me. I have been chasing her, trying to pull her back; with all my love, I could not make it change. Therefore, I stopped! As hard as it may be, I stop! Even if she had drifted back to me before, it would not have been for the correct reasons and I’m sure it wouldn’t have lasted or she would have suffered in quite misery.  Not the type marriage I have dreams of. Wednesday night she got angry with me, that’s happened before, but not a lot. I’m sure no where to the amount of times she should have showed her emotions towards me. She usually holds it in. However, Wednesday night was different. Cannot totally explain it, it just was. I did a lot of listening.                Thursday she emailed me at work, sent me jokes. Its not like she never did that before, but this was different. The emails were not matter of fact in style. They were, how do I explain it; they had her personality in them. Its something I have not seen for many years. After work, we meet up and did some grocery shopping. Again, not like, we never did that before, but this was different, her persona was different, she actually seemed relaxed. Later on last night, we talked. We talked about us, what she wants, what she figured out was affecting her. We also just talked about whatever, stories for work, our past. She does not what this means, nor do I know what this means. Will it last? I don’t know. All I know is I can only control me and she can only control her. I can be there for her by listening and really hearing what is important to her. I can show her, I am a friend. From there I do not know where this road will take us.