Well, Monday my wife came home from the hospital. She says she feels better. She says she never wants to go back there again. She says she is sorry she took the pills......She has said all that before.

 I hope she will be better, if for no other reason than her own well-being. However, I'm not optimistic. I'm generally an optimistic person, but how many times can you be disappointed? I guess I have actually been reducing the size of my optimism when it comes to my wife for the last seveal years. I'm her caretaker and I care for her, but I'm only her husband in name.

 I've never been in a relationship where the other person cheated on me over and over and kept coming back with a new vow and a new apology, but I think I can relate to the person who eventually becomes numb to her cheating spouse. You stay in the marriage but your life moves on. The cheating still hurts but it effects you less and less. Instead of another man, my wife's lover is death and I feel I'm becoming numb to their courtship.

 Sorry about the rambling on. I'm not sure if this blog makes much sense. It just kind of spilled out.