Fourteen years ago, on this same November day, I walked down the aisle and married my best friend - my husband. He asked me to marry him while we were on a trip to Disney World with his family. He proposed to me on a brick on a walkway around the park. We went back to that magical place for our honeymoon... and many times after that.
Every Disney trip - we went to that brick.
Every year - a photo album was filled.
On our last trip to Disney World (almost 2 years ago) with my husband now 40 and me approaching that number fast, we talked about our future - what was in store for us... what we wanted. Yes - we returned to that brick. I thought it was kind of neat - this photo with our shadows surrounding those words. Here we were, standing in front of the biggest question from our past with our future, as it is for everyone, a little unknown.
Little did I know how fitting that would be.
About a month after we returned home - he told me he didn’t want to be married anymore.
His mom took ill on that same trip and was gone a few days after we all arrived home. We found out I was pregnant the day after her funeral but, sadly, miscarried a few weeks after that. It was the third time in four years. She was gone, another baby was gone and he was gone.
It’s funny how you can go from the happiest place on earth to the saddest - in what seems like an instant.
I would do anything to save my marriage and get my best friend back. There’s not much I can do, though, if he’s not willing. That’s what’s hard.
We still haven’t managed to complete this last chapter of our story together. We’ve started to divide the possessions we’ve accumulated over the last twenty two years we’ve known each other - still not getting to those 14 years of Disney photo albums.
It’s like dividing one of those BFF heart necklaces where each person gets a half...
Turns out, in the end, all you’re really left with is a broken heart.
About the author: Jeannine DiGioia is from Pittsburgh, PA. She takes way too many photos and writes daily about them and other random thoughts on her blog.