As the title states, my partner is going away for a week - he's going to one of his friends weddings, which is being held in Slovakia (the bride originates from there).. Anyway, the groom dislikes me - not entirely sure why. All the friends and their partners were invited (except me) - though I couldn't have gone anyway as I have 3 children from previous relationships (one a teen pregnancy and the other two from my ex-husband) and could never get my children looked after for that length of time (or afford it!)...
The groom-to-be, however, has previously tried to set my partner up with one of the bride-to-be's friends - one time prior to us meeting, and the second time was about 6 months ago. I've been with my partner for 3 years now! Of course, as the brides friend, this woman is naturally going to the wedding.
I feel sick at the thought.
I am comfortable enough to broach this with my partner - we have very open lines of communication - I just don't WANT to. I don't want him to carry the burden of me sitting at home, feeling sick at the thought - it would affect him terribly, he is a sensitive soul.
I truly want him to go worry free and have an enjoyable week away with his friends and brother, enjoying celebrating his childhood friends wedding celebrations. I want him to go away, guilt free - as he rightly deserves, as he is a very loving, kind, trustworthy and supportive man, who has never given any indication whatsoever, that he is anything other than absolutely besotted with me and my children, even three years later - we've never come out of the honeymoon phase to be truthful!
Of course, I have plans with family and friends throughout that week - nights out, play dates for the kids etc to keep everyone occupied - we both have very healthy social lives together and separately...
In three years, since we first met and started dating, we have never gone 7 days and nights without seeing each other - particularly the past two years. Perhaps that's my issue. If I know him, absence will definitely make the heart grow fonder...
Bleah. He leaves on Tuesday. Despite all of the above, I still have a feeling of utter DREAD in the pit of my stomach.