I promised a sequel. Daryl and I stayed married 25 years with much separation during the latter half. I later found out he was a full-blown Narcissist and it wasn't all work that kept him away from home. At that time it was just called "womanizing" or "a man thing" because the word Narcissist from mythology, wasn't coined for personality disorders until the 1980's.
Marilyn and Harvey split about the same time. They had their issues too, because if you recall, Marilyn's plight came about because he didn't want to be married. Daryl was always kind to me and many Narcissists need the respectability of a family and their secret lives too. We all tried to be friendly, not buddies, but civil friends for our families and what had been the "good years."
My advice to any woman who is smacked in the face by a Narcissist's secret escapades is: "Never allow yourself to become an extension of a man in the first place." Develop your own talents and a strength will follow. I had made the dance world my life when I was left alone for long periods. I had also become interested in politics and never stopped my quest for knowledge. I raised my four kids but never made them the center of my Universe. I allowed them to follow their own path.
Marilyn and I stuck together as friends throughout everything, as spirituality became our main focus of life. We both remarried and had happy and serene lives, lacking only the robust partying of youth.
A sequel to the sequel:
If you've been following my blog, you may have read about Ken, the medical intuitive and psychic who I think is as gifted as Edgar Cayce.
If you recall, it felt entirely right to take Marilyn into my home. Laughter came so easy to us and we could talk and talk for hours. We have never, in fifty years, felt any displeasure with the other, it's always love. I asked Ken for a few examples of our past lives together. This is what he said.
Ken took a moment to trance into us. (We were on the phone. I have regular appointments with Ken, but we've never met in person.) I'd never mentioned Marilyn to him before. He came out of the first trance laughing because he found Marilyn and me laughing and laughing. This incarnation was in the 17 hundreds in France when we were both men and in prison for fighting against the regime. Seeing movies of the prisons of that period, I wonder what we had to laugh about but we were young rebels who would no doubt laugh and die for a cause.
Another incarnation about the 1820's, Marilyn and I were both women going West in a wagon train. We became close friends during the drive and settled with our families as neighbors upon our destination. We were visiting at one house when attacked by Indians and Marilyn was hit with an arrow. She died in my arms and I lost my zest for life without her.
Marilyn and I have had hundreds of lives together, as have all of us but I'll leave it at that because I realize it's a subject many would like to sweep under the rug.
Adios my bloggy friends and remember "Trust the Universe."
This clip is of Shirley Temple and Buddy Ebsen dancing. Later in life, Buddy played Jed Clappert in the "Beverly Hillybillies." Call me weird, but I've always found Buddy my idea of one sexy dude.