Twilight descended rapidly over the beach surprising Travis with the speed of its onset.
 Jogging through the edge of the surf for the last 45 minutes allowed time for his mind to process what Sandy told him earlier in the afternoon.
 He purposely lost track of time, ignored passing landmarks on his run, running with a single purpose of forgetting the memory of her words, I Want a Divorce.
  Travis stopped, bent over hands on knees to breathe easier as he accepted the darkness.
 This trip to the beach was planned as a time for Sandy and Travis to reconnect.
 It had been a tough year for both.
 The loss of their first child only 4 months into pregnancy brought pain to both.
 With the pain, it brought loss, blame, and desperation.
  Personal tragedy motivates differently in people.
 For some it brings closeness for others it brings a void in feelings.
 Travis and Sandy fell into the later group.
 Their 7-year marriage normally traveled in smooth waters bolstered by their career success.
 It also grew based on their common belief that their children would be cared for by loving parents.
When the joy of Sandy's pregnancy spread over their relationship, it brought even greater happiness and dedication of the couple to each other and their child's future.
 They spent hours discussing their baby's future from nursery décor to what college they would attend.
 It was a blessed time on a blessed marriage.
The onset of low pain Sandy felt the morning after painting baby Jessica's room was not particularly alarming.
 She often had little twinges but they always passed.
 Some time later that morning Sandy realized this pain remained.
 She started to call Travis but shrugged of that urge opting for a nap instead.
 The sharp pain in her lower back woke Sandy with such vigor she called Travis then the doctor.
 He was in a meeting but his secretary promised to get him her message right away.
  Thirty minutes later Travis called.
 Sandy was now in steady pain having called the doctor and on her way to the hospital with a neighbor.
 She answered Travis's call on her cell after he could not reach her at home.
 Sandy was scared and it came through in her conversation.
 Travis left to meet her.
  They lost the baby.
 There was no specific reason why this occurred, no real cause, no one to blame but both did; they blamed each other.
 Sandy blamed Travis because he did not come or call her when she first thought the pregnancy was in trouble.
 Travis blamed Sandy because he ignored the early pain warnings and let the problem grow until there was no hope of saving their little girl.
  The months following this loss created a barrier to closeness once shared so deeply by the couple.
 Now each time one looked at their partner blame, hurt, loss all surfaced.
 The marriage continued but struggled as each partner sought to find answers.
  The weekend trip to the beach was Travis's idea.
 He hoped some time together at some place away from home might help stimulate their communication and affection.
 Both still loved the other but a wall now stood in the way of connecting as in the past.
  The blame they placed on each other existed so they did not have to blame themselves.
 Sandy knew inside she should have notified her doctor earlier and letting Travis know immediately of her problems.
 It was easier to blame Travis for not being there when she and the baby needed him.
  Travis remembered the note from his secretary he received during the middle of his meeting of budgets.
 He read it but decided to continue with the meeting, as it was very crucial to conclude this budget battle today.
 It did not appear urgent so he ignored Sandy's call.
 It was easier to blame Sandy then to blame his lack of placing priority on his pregnant wife as a possible cause of losing Jessica.