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        <title>Love is...finding your empathic self</title>
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        <summary>Previous episode Celia has just walked out on her mother and Rob, left alone in the house with his mother-in-law, has just called her on her behavior. Current episode “So you came down here in the middle of the night...</summary>
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            <name>Harold Arnold</name>
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&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Previous episode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Celia has just walked out on her
mother and Rob, left alone in the house with his mother-in-law, has just called
her on her behavior.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Current episode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“So
you came down here in the middle of the night to talk to me like that?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Mrs. Gillespie said to Rob.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;“I don’t need this.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;She turned and walked back
upstairs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Rob
exhaled.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Typically Celia’s mother
liked him and Celia had made use of the fact that Rob, who was not set off by
Mrs. Gillespie’s reactivity the way Celia was, could calm her and reason with
her about things.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Rob knew his
last comment had not exactly been soothing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;But it had been honest.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;The
front door was still open though the screen door was shut.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Celia’s mom was lazy – she did not
remove the screen door in the winter like his father had always done. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;&lt;/span&gt;Who needs an extra door when there are
no bugs, Dad would always say.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;But
it occurred to Rob that this was part of the package of being a divorced
mother.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;There would always be more
work to do than time or energy to do it, and worse, there was no one to ask for
help.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Why would she take off
a door in November that only had to be put back on in April?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;As a wave of sympathy washed over him
for his mother-in-law, he saw the next layer – that Celia had lived with a
tired, depressed, overworked single mother for a decade.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;In their own ways Celia and her sister
Catherine had tried to help their mother, but Rob could see now that there was
never enough help for someone so needy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Actually,
Celia walking out as she did, and Rob speaking to Mrs. Gillespie as he had,
might be the best responses they could have enacted.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Rob did not necessarily think this would change
Celia’s mom, but hopefully it could change the way Celia dealt with her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Rob
walked out the front door, checking that it was locked but closing it hard
enough that Celia’s mother would hear it and know they had left, in case she
was waiting in her room to be coaxed back into their good graces.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Celia
was in the driver’s seat of Rob’s car.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;Rob walked over to that side of the car and gestured to Celia to open
the window, which she did.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;She
looked upset, staring out of the windshield.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“Why
don’t you let me drive?” Rob asked.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“Because
I figure you’re still drunk,” Celia said.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;She continued to look straight ahead.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Rob
had been drunk when they had gotten in the car, at which point Celia was
ostensibly driving them back to Rob’s parents’ house where they were spending
the weekend.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Rob remembered he was
mad at Celia, too, for kidnapping him and driving down here instead, although
he had – admittedly – fallen asleep – well, maybe it was more like passed out –
as soon as his butt hit the seat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;What
happens next?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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        <title>A picture of emotional immaturity -- Harold's response</title>
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        <published>2010-02-06T10:36:51-05:00</published>
        <updated>2010-02-06T10:36:51-05:00</updated>
        <summary>I love Joanne's response to this episode. She captures my sentiment in describing how marriage is designed to erase the line between "your family" and "my family". Your family is my family. Therefore, your family struggles and joys are mine...</summary>
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            <name>Harold Arnold</name>
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<content type="xhtml" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://www.digitalmarriage.com/"><div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p>I love Joanne's response to this episode. She captures my sentiment in describing how marriage is designed to erase the line between "your family" and "my family". Your family is my family. Therefore, your family struggles and joys are mine as well. This is sometimes a difficult process when in-laws feel more like out-laws. But, it is part of the shaping process that is family.</p><p>I do also appreciate how Rob comes to the defense of his wife--although he obviously is going to have his own issues with Celia once they get back in the car. But, in this moment he is her defender. He stands up to her mother to voice what Celia isn't voicing. He is giving language to Celia's emotional tumult. He wants his mother-in-law to look at herself in the mirror in a way that Celia has not yet been able to articulate. I think this is a major aspect of all marriages. We must be willing to defend and protect our spouses--even when we have some conflicts between us. In so doing, we increase the emotional capital of the marriage.</p><xhtml:img xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DigitalMarriage/~4/JqbAY4cimEM" height="1" width="1" /></div></content>


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        <title>A picture of emotional immaturity -- Joanne's response</title>
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        <published>2010-02-03T21:49:23-05:00</published>
        <updated>2010-02-03T21:49:23-05:00</updated>
        <summary>Poor Rob. Having spent the day immersed in his "normal" family, what a drag to be dragged by Celia into her dysfunctional one. Oh wait -- it's his family now, too. Hmm, this must be one of those for-better-or-worse moments...</summary>
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            <name>Joanne Weidman</name>
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<content type="xhtml" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://www.digitalmarriage.com/"><div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p>Poor Rob.  Having spent the day immersed in his "normal" family, what a drag to be dragged by Celia into her dysfunctional one.  Oh wait -- it's his family now, too.  Hmm, this must be one of those for-better-or-worse moments we all have, those days that require us to commit -- again -- to our marriages.  We cannot predict the forms "worse" will take and we do not get to choose which "worse" we'll keep and which we will jettison.  (This gets much more complex if the "worse" involves abuse or addiction, in which case protecting the vulnerable and holding the perpetrator accountable are faithful responses.)  Rob does not have to love this situation, but he does have to show love to Celia in how he handles it. There is still a good fight for them to have about how Celia may or may not have handled this, but now is not the time for that.  </p><xhtml:img xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DigitalMarriage/~4/1Sd4B8tObRU" height="1" width="1" /></div></content>


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        <title>A picture of emotional immaturity</title>
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        <published>2010-02-01T22:22:05-05:00</published>
        <updated>2010-02-01T22:22:05-05:00</updated>
        <summary>Previous episode Celia’s mother has not been answering calls from either Rob or Celia while they were attending Rob’s grandmother’s party. Rob assumed that she was blowing them off, angry that they did not visit for the holidays. Celia hoped...</summary>
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            <name>Harold Arnold</name>
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&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Previous episode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Celia’s mother has not been
answering calls from either Rob or Celia while they were attending Rob’s
grandmother’s party.&amp;#0160; Rob assumed
that she was blowing them off, angry that they did not visit for the holidays.&amp;#0160; Celia hoped that was true, but feared
something worse.&amp;#0160; Following dinner
with Rob’s cousins, during which Rob had had more to drink than Celia might
have liked, Rob fell asleep in the passenger seat. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Current episode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Rob
was a little drunk and his neck was stiff.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;As he began to awaken from his doze, he remembered he was in
his car and Celia was driving.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;The
car came to a stop and Celia maneuvered it to park.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Eyes still closed, he heard Celia put it in park, turn off
the ignition and take the keys, open the car door, get out and close it, and
walk away.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Rob opened his eyes and
sat up to find that they were parked in the driveway of Celia’s mom’s house,
NOT at his parents’ house in Cleveland where they were staying for the
weekend.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;How
dare Celia pull this on him?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;As
Celia unlocked the door of her mother’s house and walked in, Rob sat up and
jumped out of the car, slamming the door behind him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;He was about to yell her name when he realized it was almost
midnight.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;The neighborhood was
deserted.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;He
walked inside the front door, only to hear shrieking upstairs, as (he presumed)
Celia scared her mother silly, arriving unannounced as she did and waking her
up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;He heard Celia say angrily,
“Why didn’t you return my calls today?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;I was worried sick about you!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;Rob’s anger at Celia was blunted somewhat as he heard the fear in her
voice; he realized what a difficult day this had been for her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Still, it had not merited driving down
here.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;He
could hear Mom whine some defensive response and Celia bicker in return.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Rob was about to go upstairs himself
when he heard Celia coming back down, walking fast and stomping hard.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;She walked right past Rob and out the
front door, slamming it behind her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;Mom came downstairs right behind Celia.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Rob,
not sure if Celia had even seen him, found himself literally caught between Celia
and her mother; who turned on the light, saw Rob, and came over to hug
him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“You
didn’t need to come check on me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;I’m fine,” she said.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;He
heard the car door slam from outside as Celia got in.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Now
Rob was angry with Celia’s mother.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;“How would we know you were fine?” he said, forgetting that driving down
here had not been his choice.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;“How
dare you worry us like that, just because you were pissed that we went to my
grandmother’s party!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Mom
recoiled as if Rob had slapped her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;Clearly, she was not used to being called on her emotional
immaturity.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;What
does Rob do next?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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    <entry>
        <title>When Marriage Becomes a Lonely Ride -- Joanne's response</title>
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        <published>2010-01-29T19:21:42-05:00</published>
        <updated>2010-01-29T19:21:42-05:00</updated>
        <summary>When we marry a partner, we marry their entire family. We also marry a person who, like everyone,will spend the rest of their lives outgrowing that family... the process we call"leaving," in theological parlance, or, "differentiating from," in family therapy-speak....</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Joanne Weidman</name>
        </author>
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Communication" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Decision-making" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Disappointment" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Emotional issues" />
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<content type="xhtml" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://www.digitalmarriage.com/"><div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p>When we marry a partner, we marry their entire family.  We also marry a person who, like everyone,will spend the rest of their lives outgrowing that family... the process we call"leaving," in theological parlance, or, "differentiating from," in family therapy-speak. Celia has more toxic baggage to outgrow than Rob does; for her the very fact of her marriage seems to have activated fear and anxiety in her family system.  Celia has two related tasks here:  one, to manage her family situation and offer legitimate care without enabling where it is needed, and two, to make sure she takes care of herself as she offers this care, in part so that the baggage does not overrun her new marriage.  The work of leaving and cleaving never ceases. </p><xhtml:img xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DigitalMarriage/~4/A1hs7KT8sSI" height="1" width="1" /></div></content>


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    <entry>
        <title>When marriage becomes a lonely ride - Harold's response</title>
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        <published>2010-01-27T21:48:49-05:00</published>
        <updated>2010-01-27T21:48:49-05:00</updated>
        <summary>Most of us marry to feel a constant sense of companionship--the comfort of knowing that someone is there for us. We often think of this from the perspective of a physical presence, which is certainly important. However, emotional presence is...</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Harold Arnold</name>
        </author>
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Communication" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Disappointment" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Emotional issues" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Empathy" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Fighting" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="In-laws" />
        
        
<content type="xhtml" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://www.digitalmarriage.com/"><div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p>Most of us marry to feel a constant sense of companionship--the comfort of knowing that someone is there for us. We often think of this from the perspective of a physical presence, which is certainly important. However, emotional presence is at least as important. When emotional attunement is missing, loneliness sets in. In the most challenging cases, this loneliness leads to despair. Sometimes, marriage can feel like a lonely ride.</p><p>Don't get me wrong. Marriages go through cycles. It is probably quite normal for every marriage to experience those acute periods in which the relationship feels lonely. It might be due to the demands of a job, birth of a baby, or a myriad of other stressors that cause emotional separation. I don't want to pathologize this phenomena when it is acute. However, in too many marriages it is a chronic condition that has weakened the foundation of the relationship.</p><p>Celia is on a lonely ride in many ways. She has allowed her worry about her mom and her feeling that Rob has ignored this worry to control her. </p><p>When you experience this lonely episodes it is important to "remember the good" in your spouse. Deliberately think about the times when you felt close. Concentrate on the sacrifice that your spouse has made for you. Then, look within. Have you done anything to contribute to the current state of loneliness? In many instances, overcoming this loneliness is a matter of approaching your spouse with genuine request to reconnect. In cases where emotional wounds are deeper this will be a longer process of forgiveness, grace, and healing. Your marriage does not have to be a lonely ride. </p><xhtml:img xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DigitalMarriage/~4/DqPI-s_FvnE" height="1" width="1" /></div></content>


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    <entry>
        <title>When marriage becomes a lonely ride</title>
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        <published>2010-01-26T23:33:56-05:00</published>
        <updated>2010-01-26T23:33:56-05:00</updated>
        <summary>Previous episode The weather was frigid and Celia turned up the heat in the car; however, more heat was insufficient to thaw the icy mood between them. “You do not understand the position this puts me in,” Celia had said...</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Harold Arnold</name>
        </author>
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Decision-making" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Disappointment" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Family of origin" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Fighting" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Food and Drink" />
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&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Previous episode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The weather was frigid and Celia
turned up the heat in the car; however, more heat was insufficient to thaw the
icy mood between them. “You do not understand the position this puts me in,”
Celia had said at the party, to which Rob exhaled his impatience and said
nothing.&amp;#0160; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Current episode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;After
bidding farewell to Grandma and the family, Rob and Celia had gone out with his
cousins to a chain theme restaurant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Rob spent the evening with
one intent, or so it seemed:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;to
communicate to Celia that her problem with her mother was just that:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;her problem, both to deal with and get
over as quickly as possible, because he had done enough.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;One of the ways he communicated this to
Celia was to drink more than usual, although Celia could not discern if this
was more about partying with his cousins or about irritating her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;In any case, he had made a grand, jolly
time of it at her expense.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;&amp;#0160;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;The
upside to Rob’s drinking is that it literally put Celia in the driver’s
seat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Drinking made Celia maudlin
on the best of days – probably the Irish roots -- so she refrained so as to
avoid being an embarrassment to Rob and an irritation to herself and others. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Celia
glanced away from the dark, isolated road to look at Rob, who was dozing in the
passenger seat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Rob did not know
that when he woke up, it would not be at his parents’ home in Columbus, but at
Celia’s mother’s house in Canton.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;They would have to return to Cleveland to pick up their luggage before
heading home to Columbus tomorrow, but that was the price they would both pay
for failing to manage this situation differently.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Celia
had been hurt by Rob’s marginalization at first, but then she had simply become
angry.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;As the crisis with her
mother morphed into a crisis in her marriage, Celia even regretted having
married Rob, but she fought this. Alone in the corner of the booth as hot wings
and margaritas swirled around her, anger had spawned a plan, and now the plan
was unfolding.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;It had not been her
intention to kidnap Rob to Canton without his assent, but he must have had more
to drink than she realized.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;The
moment they got into the car, he was asleep – or maybe passed out.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;He may not have been avoiding her
intentionally, but since Rob had been unavailable to discuss her plan, Celia
had no choice but to enact it unilaterally.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Two birds would be killed with this stone:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Celia would find out what was going on
with Mom, and Rob would get the message that he could not treat her like
that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;She
almost laughed as she imagined Rob’s reaction when he woke up, but not
quite.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;They would have the fight
of a lifetime sometime in the next several hours, she knew.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;But that was OK with her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;To allow Rob’s dismissal of her and her
angst to carry the evening would have been to participate in a pattern she
loathed, and which – now that she had a moment to think about it – reminded her
of her parents before they were divorced.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;Dad would get passive-aggressive and Mom would not fight back, instead
curling up in a depressive ball that, a decade later, she was still trying to
shake.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;She
did not know what would happen on any front in Canton, but she did know
this:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;she was taking charge of the
situation, because no one else around her would.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;What
do Celia and Rob discover in Canton?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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    <entry>
        <title>When In-laws become Out-laws - Harold's response</title>
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        <id>tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a010535243430970c01287702f5b0970c</id>
        <published>2010-01-22T22:32:27-05:00</published>
        <updated>2010-01-22T22:32:27-05:00</updated>
        <summary>I am blessed to have wonderful in-law. In fact, my mother and father in-law are probably most responsible (outside of God) for convincing my wife that I was actually Mr. Right. We won't go into why my wife, Dalia, couldn't...</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Harold Arnold</name>
        </author>
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="In-laws" />
        
        
<content type="xhtml" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://www.digitalmarriage.com/"><div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p>I am blessed to have wonderful in-law. In fact, my mother and father in-law are probably most responsible (outside of God) for convincing my wife that I was actually Mr. Right. We won't go into why my wife, Dalia, couldn't figure that out for herself. But, the point is this....My in-laws are awesome. But, too often in some marriages this is not the case. Sometimes, your in-laws are "criminal". They try to steal your joy. They kill your dreams. And, they sabatoge your interests. These in-laws are out-laws. And, often when our spouses try to point out to us that our parents and siblings are not safe for the marriage we get upset with our spouse--in many cases taking sides with our blood family over our spouses.</p>
<p>Let's be clear. There are times when our spouses can be overly sensitive and in some cases paranoid about our blood family. In those cases, you have to listen and discern what to internalize and what to "spit out." But, in other cases your spouse may actually be objective enough that he or she can discern what is really going on that you're oblivious to because you've lived in a dysfunctional system your whole life. In these cases too, you have to listen.</p>
<p>In our current episode, Celia needs to listen. If she does, she will learn something. If she chooses not to listen, she is going to remain slave to her mother's real and imagined crises. </p><xhtml:img xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DigitalMarriage/~4/FYbRYXg9S1k" height="1" width="1" /></div></content>


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    <entry>
        <title>When In-Laws become Outlaws (Joanne's response)</title>
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        <id>tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a010535243430970c0120a7ef287a970b</id>
        <published>2010-01-20T09:00:00-05:00</published>
        <updated>2010-01-19T22:24:36-05:00</updated>
        <summary>Rob is walking a fine line here, trying to be present for Celia, while also trying to fix the situation as quickly as possible so he can spend an unimpeded evening with his cousins. Grandma's birthday has provided Rob's family...</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Joanne Weidman</name>
        </author>
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Communication" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Emotional issues" />
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Empathy" />
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<content type="xhtml" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://www.digitalmarriage.com/"><div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><p>Rob is walking a fine line here, trying to be present for Celia, while also trying to fix the situation as quickly as possible so he can spend an unimpeded evening with his cousins.  Grandma's birthday has provided Rob's family with a reunion the likes of which they may not see again soon, so it makes perfect sense that Rob wants to take full advantage of it.  Celia is walking a similarly fine line -- her anxiety has made it difficult for her to see how important this is to Rob, and if she cannot manage it she will miss out on a wonderful opportunity to get to know Rob and his family (in addition to ruining Rob's evening).  Rob's advice is good -- can Celia take charge of herself enough to hear it?</p><xhtml:img xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/DigitalMarriage/~4/-Oa0FgOfZ0E" height="1" width="1" /></div></content>


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    <entry>
        <title>When In-laws become Outlaws</title>
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        <id>tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a010535243430970c012876ed4b7e970c</id>
        <published>2010-01-18T21:31:51-05:00</published>
        <updated>2010-01-18T21:31:51-05:00</updated>
        <summary>Previous episode Celia, wondering if it was possible to blow her nose often enough to actually empty it, found that Rob’s presence next to her was calming after the panic she felt when her mother failed to answer the phone....</summary>
        <author>
            <name>Harold Arnold</name>
        </author>
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        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Emotional issues" />
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&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Previous episode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Celia, wondering if it was
possible to blow her nose often enough to actually empty it, found that Rob’s
presence next to her was calming after the panic she felt when her mother
failed to answer the phone.&amp;#0160; Rob
was talking, and she caught the words “my phone” after one particularly hard
honk.&amp;#0160; “What did you say?” she
sputtered. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Current episode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“Let
me try.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Maybe she’ll pick up if
she sees that it’s me,” Rob said.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;Celia realized her tears were slowing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;She wasn’t sure if this would accomplish anything, but Rob’s
taking charge did make her feel less out of control.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;She watched as Rob dialed Mom on his phone, blowing her nose
one final time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;She took a deep
breath, through her nose.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“Hi,
Mom,” Rob said.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Celia started,
thinking he had been successful in reaching her, but then she realized he was
leaving a message.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;“It’s Rob.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Just wanted to check in.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;We’re at my grandmother’s party and my
parents are asking about you.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;Celia rolled her eyes at Rob, since this was not true, but he gestured
as if to say What do you want?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;I’m
making this up as I go.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;“So call
me back when you can.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;He
disconnected.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;“I didn’t want to
say Celia’s so worried about you she’s cracking up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;That’s kind of her whole idea.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Now,
that did not sound like a comment that necessarily put Rob in Celia’s camp
right now.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;“What does that mean?”
Celia said. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“Look,
we know everything is fine,” Rob said.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;“She’s mad at you for not coming home for Christmas, so now she’s
punishing you by not answering the phone.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;He walked over to the door of the parlor and waved to
someone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;“We’ll be right out,” he
called.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;“Just talking to Celia’s
mother.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;He turned around and
looked at Celia.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;He looked like he
was struggling to remain patient.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Rob’s
analysis of her mother’s motives made Mom seem awfully calculated.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;It wasn’t like that – Mom didn’t &lt;/span&gt;mean&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; to be so difficult.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Mom had a hard life and she wasn’t particularly equipped to
handle things as – &lt;/span&gt;maturely&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt; – as Rob and
Celia might like.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Celia
was about to speak to this point when Rob’s cousin Carl popped his head in,
high-fiving Rob and waving to Celia.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;“Grandma’s leaving the party,” he said.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;“Then it’s after-party time.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“We’ll
be there in a sec,” Rob said to Carl.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;“Just talking to Celia’s mother.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;Carl looked at Celia, who was plainly not talking to anyone, said,
“Right,” and left.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;Rob
sat down next to Celia.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;“Look.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;Please don’t make
this out to be bigger than it is.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;I think your mother is going to have to work through this.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;We can either get out of the way to let
her figure it out, or we can get in the middle and make sure that never
happens.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;I vote for getting out of
the way so we can have some semblance of freedom in our own lives.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;What
Rob said made sense, but Celia still felt stuck halfway between her mother and
her husband, with neither in her camp.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160;
&lt;/span&gt;Rob might say anything to make sure that his evening with his cousins
wasn’t ruined.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;But at least her
crying had stopped.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;“Please,”
Rob said.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;#0160; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoBodyText" style="margin-top:12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:normal"&gt;What
does Celia say next?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;




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