The Seven Year Itch: Part Three

They call it, “The Seven Year Itch” when, approximately seven years into a marriage or relationship, for various reasons, the rate and number of break-ups will be at its highest. Somehow, wearing that ring, on her left hand, on a certain finger provoked something from within and it scared her enough to do something about it- after seven years.

Have you ever walked into an ice cream shop? Rocky-road-ice-cream_thumb2You know what flavor you like the best but decide to try Rocky Road anyway.  Just to be safe- as a necessary precaution.  So that you know that you’re consistently making the right decision by choosing another.  It’s not about finding a better flavor, necessarily. It’s simply about knowing the alternatives, having the freedom to choose and being confident that your ultimate choice was the right one.

Insisting to separate from the person that she’d shared nearly everything and every time with for the past seven years was probably the most difficult decision of her life.  But for some reason, she believed that settling down with your first and only love, no matter how great, wasn’t in the cards for her.  It was something that she wasn’t prepared for.

If spending eternity with him started in 2007, her only regret was not knowing in advance.

The Seven Year Itch continues tomorrow at 7:30 A.M.

If you missed it, click here for Part One or Two.

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2 Responses to The Seven Year Itch: Part Three

  1. Joni says:

    Yer killin me smalls!!!

  2. Pingback: The Seven Year Itch: Part Four | Life's Lemons

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