Habit and Marriage

"Marriage must constantly fight against a monster which devours everything: the habit." [Balzac]
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  Do not know why many thinkers have created this STANDARD for marriage, this true tyranny of the new, the diferente.Acho unfair to charge every day my wife that she is a different woman and always for the better. Given this thinking friend Balzac many texts and thoughts scream out that my mind seems a salon gaff.

FOR! ENOUGH! Already chosen a ... 

 I do not like to say goodbye.

The first time I came across was this feeling at the end of eighth grade. I would leave the Gerry Rodriguez and Vitor Meirelles would go to.

It was to be a moment of great happiness, I spent a year with good grades, was the last day of school we were on vacation, all students rose from their chairs and euphoric was also what I should do, this is the default, but drug! I would not get more out of Gerry as a student, those memories spent 8 years in my head like a good movie that I did not want it to end.

It was time to say goodbye. From my chair to the door aged 80 years thinking about the 8 that passed. What a pain! A page of my life was being turned, but it was like I was being pulled because never again to Gerry as a student.

To this day I do not like to say goodbye, leave kinda hidden places not yet learned to endure this pain of having the pages torn out of my life.

I like my wife like this. For my wish she would just like when I met her, but I'm not the same anymore, my youth is being ripped from me.

I've gotten used to seeing her, share with her the tract of children. She is not part of the house, the house is part of it.

My enemy is not the habit of being close to her, like the habit, like the routine, there is nothing to be counteracted.

Do not like to think that someday my wife will be torn from me, someday we will all be inexorably devoured, torn from life, but it's kind of monstrous, even if you have a hell in the hereafter and not a blessed forgetfulness.

Well it would be if all our pages torn reencontrássemos arranged in a beautiful book, as beautiful as we expect life to be.

Myself, my wife, our marriage, we will all be devoured by time, decipher puzzles or not, but deciphering puzzles is good, helps us not deceive time turning the pleasant habit of being together in a cult of suffering.

The habit gives us this sense of security, as if our father, our mother, our children, our friends will be there FOREVER. The farewell shows us that life moves on and we were happy in routine, not always brings new things better than we already have or had.

Do not be so anxious for the new, the different, these pages take care of your life that have not been pulled ...

CARPE DIEM!