Chapter 1367 Lonely Housewife Succumbs:> 1

It was another boring day in late May. Temperatures starting to warm in anticipation of a much needed summer after a harsh winter. Sitting at home with nothing to do, contemplating how my life ever got to this point? I'm a married 36 year old with one daughter, who is soon ready to graduate from High School. My husband of 17 years has been a great provider. We have all the niceties and comforts that one would want; a beautiful home with a large backyard with pool and spa, membership at an exclusive country club, the nicest cars, etc. We had every materialistic want met due to the success and hard work of my husband. But was that all there was to my life? My husband worked long hours and traveled extensively so he was rarely home for me and our daughter, Ginny. Emotionally I was in need of love and reassurance from my husband but deficient in both. We lived in an exclusive neighborhood in the suburbs west of Chicago. A very serene lifestyle but as time passed, a mundane existence. I met my husband in college and became pregnant with Ginny early on. We married and I dropped out of college to raise our daughter. Don't get me wrong I loved every moment of being a mother. I immersed myself in making sure that Ginny was always the top priority in our life. Maybe that's why after 17 years of marriage I feel so emotionally deficient. Feeling unloved and unappreciated by my husband. I am sure he also has similar feelings but being so busy with work they probably aren't as evident to him as they are to mine. Now as I faced the prospect of literally becoming an empty nester I was overwhelmed with an emptiness and impending sadness.