What is it about time that that changes the dynamic of a relationship? I know time heals wounds and time allows things to change and shift, but what can possibly happen in a short amount of time is nothing short of miraculous.

This past weekend was my birthday. My boyfriend and I, his friend and girlfriend went to Ft. Lauderdale. The main reason was the fishing charter. But between Friday Morning and Sunday evening something changed. We went shopping at overly priced stores, ate overly priced food, went fishing and caught a Barracuda and Hammerhead Shark, drank a little too much one night, went to an overly priced spa, ate more great food, had one not so great waiter, traveled to Miami and visited a club a friend of theirs ran and went back to the rooms. That's what we did, we ran the entire weekend. I think the only down time on this mini vacation was on the airplane! Its safe to say that we were tired.

Before the mini-vacation things were not so great. He would say something to me and I would think "why is he talking to me?" We actually had our first shouting match in all the years I've known him! A couple days later, we came close to another shouting match. I was extremely angry with him EVERYday, but could not admit it. It was out of the norm for us. I did not like him and I am sure he did not like me. I couldn't even deal with him touching me. His sex drive is strong, or healthy and mine would be in a sense weak or sick. So everytime he would mention it, I'd be inside my head waiting on the phone to ring or the dorbell to ring. I was waiting on the kids to come home or until it was time for me to pick up the kids from daycare. Hoping and praying he would remember an errand that he had to run. It happened often enough, but not enough for me. He would be his natural, playful, caring, HORNY self and touch me just because. I would feel disgusted, violated and even wanted to scream. Instead I relied on counting or taking myself out of the situation physically if I could do it without being obvious or mentally if I had any good things going on up there.

 This weekend, ONE single weekend changed it. We've done this before but it didn't change so much for us. This time, I'm driving from his house at night realizing I have a bit of a sex drive again (it's been awhile since I've really had one, after three kids, maybe things change). I'm smiling, driving at night, in the rain and extremely exhausted...but I'm happy. I think to myself, I think I'm in love with the man I have loved for so many years! We were having a conversation in the car yesterday and I actually paid attention to what he was expressing, this man was communicating with me. He usually does, but I only hear him, I don't HEAR him. Well then I thought, man I must suck at this communicating thing because all I can say is ok, yes I agree and nod my head or throw a smile or two around. It's not that we haven't disagreed on anything yet because we have. I'm just back to my  previous habits, get angry easily and it is gone just as easily. Staying angry doesn't help anyone. Plus those little things don't matter in the larger scheme of things.

Three days away was all it took. It feels like its going to last! How does time do that?