Anyone who has seen the Sex and the City movie may appreciate my position right now. I have been here before, different time, different man, different reasons. The scene where Mr. Big is arriving at his wedding to Carrie and desperately needing his love to look at him, share a glance, give a reassurance, making a clear sign for only him to let him know it’s ok, it’s right, it’s good…right now in my marriage, I am waiting in the limo. Do something extraordinary, say something meaningful, show something transcending across only our relationship. Waiting for my husband to respond in this manner for just a second, a moment, a fraction of time. I am desperately needing this from him right now at this point in our marriage, I am waiting in the limo.