I just now saw your response, akaDorothy. Interesting way to put it all. Right now I must be in a park with steep hills, and my legs are tired! Stopping to rest might help, but I'm not moving. I want to get past these hills.
There, does that tell you anything? It's like I'm doing all this climbing and realize I don't have the right shoes on for it.
If I have lost you, don't feel alone. I'm lost. Figuratively speaking, my husband WAS with me, but he got distracted and ran to chase and get on a horse. He might wave to me once in a while, but he seems too happy on his horse to look down to me. He's having too much fun playing with the saddle, examining some etching he found on the reigns, and petting the horse's maine.
As for me, I'm seeing beautiful flowers and a gorgeous sunset coming and want him to see it. He will glance up at the sunset once in a while, say uh huh, but then look back down at his new-found "toys". So I'm left to enjoy it by myself, but wishing he'd enjoy it with me. He's missing out on so much, it's a shame. Sigh. And now I'm getting tired of trying to draw his attention to another color that appeared in the sunset. Suddenly my legs feel that much heavier.