WH and I spent a long weekend away together. We went to the beach. He was trying very hard to be attentive. All day long Saturday we walked and talked. (My legs are so incredibly sore even today.) We talked about our problems and how we got to this point. He told me he would be forever sorry for what he has done to our marriage and will apologize until the day he dies. When it began getting dark we found a covered boardwalk with wooden swings lining the side. We sat down and watched the different sized boats sailing past. He said he wished there was music playing so he could dance with me. We had dinner at a place on the end of a long pier, then he bought me chocolates.
We had some good talks. Then Saturday night, for some reason, I had what I would call a nightmare. I dreamt about telling my mother, who died 5 years ago, about his A. It was horrible. In the dream she told him his behavior was inexcusable and that he should be deeply ashamed of himself. She had a way of scolding you when she was alive that didn't make it feel like scolding, but you sure did respect her when she spoke to you. It actually felt pretty good to have my mother sticking up for me in the dream. I woke up kind of sweating a bit from it though. I felt like I had worked really hard in the dream. I didn't tell him about it. Anyone have any thoughts on what that was about?
Sunday we stopped at a mall on the way back home to look around. He bought me a forever diamond pendant. I didn't want him to buy it, kind of felt like he was trying to buy my affection--told him so too. He said he was buying it because he wanted me to have it and nothing more. I'm not sure if I will wear it. I don't want to encourage random spending.
On the drive home he said he wanted us to go away alone together every couple months to work on being just a couple instead of what everyone else saw us or needed us to be. He wants to go to the mountains next month for a long weekend. I told him that might be nice.
Last night we went to bed around 10PM. He started going over the weekend and asked me how I felt about it. I told him it was very nice to go away and try to forget some of the issues. He said he loved me and was nervous I would leave him. He apologized again for hurting me like he has. We talked until 4 AM about a lot of things. I believe we finally just dropped off to sleep out of sheer exhaustion. I had to get up at 5 AM for work. My eyes are burning and feeling kind of crossed right now.
Anyway, that's how the weekend went. Anyone have any thought or opinions on all this?
