I’m beginning to understand why the relationship between husband and wife is pretty much off limits to everyone else.
The fact is, it’s a contract and probably the most restrictive and complicated I for one have ever been party to.
It’s pretty specific: we have a responsibility to stick with each other, regardless of circumstances: sickness, poverty, and the general category of “the worse.”
There’s no bailout provision, no golden parachute, no time-limited NDA, no agreement to terminate for non-performance.
We could ruin each other, financially and emotionally, and the only thing keeping us from doing that really are the bonds of affection and conscience.
Peter is the only one whose input I’ve actively solicited because he’s the only other person besides Ron and me with skin in the game.
For everyone else, it’s a “mind your own business.”
I believe Ron had to draw a line in the sand this week with one of his closest friends.
At least, I hope he did and that the friend doesn’t try to scuttle us.