Broken Wings

When I first met my Man he called me His Angel.  Saving him from a dark place were his defining words.  To my Angel… was the heading on many a note.

These days I feel more like the nemesis in his story.  Placed with all the other women in his life who have hurt him.  When did I fall from grace?  I don’t know.

I know the pain.



14 thoughts on “Broken Wings

  1. Wow.

    • We both need reassurance…You that I am not like every other woman in your past and me that you don’t think and treat me like every other woman in your past… This isn’t about you not calling me a name or doing anything wrong. …It is how over time that pet name still holds such meaning…As does darling. I tend to place great significance on these names. Having our first years in lifestyle where titles meant so much..

  2. You are an angel. You are one of the kindest, most gentle souls I know.

    This, I’m sure is a misunderstanding and a temporary speed bump.

    Sending hugs.

  3. Hugs from afar.
    And a cup of tea.


  4. Here’s the thing about Angels…your wings where made to support and carry you in good times and in bad. Who you are doesn’t change if your wearing a halo or horns.

    You my dear are not from the dark as we recognize our own. Your goodness and beauty carry you no matter what the trials. That’s why you have friends like me who are comfortable wearing the horns to remind you of what your not.

    Hugs to you both 💕💕💕

  5. Angels are guides. Sometimes our message is hard to see or hear.

  6. Darling,

    Nothing will ever change the fact that I consider that you, like an angel, saved me when I was in a very dark place. Yes, I often wrote about it at the time. Calling you MY angel was common in my writing. Since then we have grown as a couple, changing for the better, I believe. That does not change my feelings about when we met or what you did for me at the time. You have helped me become a better person, a smarter person, a stronger person.

    You are NOT my nemesis. You are NOT like all the other women in my life. That doesn’t mean that everything is always perfect. You are my partner and sometimes I disagree with you. Sometimes I am annoyed by you. Sometimes I am down right pissed at you. Sometimes I do see things that you do and behaviors that you have that remind me of past women. Those things scare the shit out of me. They can even make me question my reality. Our reality.

    When we found each other we had both come out of bad relationships with narcissistic people. We had both suffered and were suffering the affects of those relationships. There have been times when you worried about whether I am a safe person to be in a relationship with. There are times I worry the same. I don’t want to believe that. I want to believe that you are the angel that saved me.

    You have not fallen from Grace. I see wonderful things about you every day. I see your growth and your strength. I love these things about you. You work hard with me at the shop. You are becoming an incredible photographer. We got Sherman and you are teaching him so much. Those are just a few of the things that I see from you.

    I believe that your wings feel broken and are causing you pain because of fear. Fear that I don’t love you like I did. Fear that I don’t want to be with you. I see and feel your fear. Your wings are not broken. They may be tucked back and in need of stretching, but they are not broken. Trust in me, trust in my love. Our life is good, VERY good. Spread your wings and fly knowing that I will be here watching you with love and waiting for you when you land.

    I love you…..You will always be MY ANGEL……


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