i'm sorry.

i'm pretty sure i failed at wife today. i mean, in some people's standards i just missed the mark a bit; but i definitely missed my own standard, and to me that is failure. no getting around it. i didn't do it on purpose. and i didn't even really "do" anything particularly wrong, i guess.

but i missed it. i missed what he was saying. i wasn't really listening. i wasn't paying attention. and the consequences were more than just "molly, you don't understand." and i can't say that his pain was a direct result of what i did or didn't do, because that's not true. but, if i had really been listening... if i had really been paying attention... i'm pretty sure the significance of his pain wouldn't have been so startling.

and at the end of it all, it's not even about me anyway. but isn't that the point?

i respect you so much, baby. i so admire you for your vulnerability. i only wish i could have as much raw, consistent personality as you. you are a warrior.