Desi Arnaz and Lucille Ball really had high hopes about their marriage in the first few years. They loved everything about their home in Chatsworth that they had built together. Furniture and bric-a-bracs were inexpensive but meaningful. Lucille, with the help from her mother, had made white ruffled curtains and knitted sofa covers. Families and friends would always visit them and the couple would always hold fun parties.
There is a distinct difference I see in Lucy between the first 10 years and the last 10 years of her marriage. During the first 10 years, there was something childlike about her, she had blind faith in everything and believed that all would work out if one was diligent. She gave her unrestrained love to her husband, her family, friends and her pets. She even loved her plants and farm animals.
I guess she built a wall around herself from the hurt and humiliation Desi had given her with his indiscretions. He never had the intention of hurting her, and he loved her very deeply. But we cannot deny that he had hurt her, so much that a part of her died and lost connection with the rest of the world. She was disillusioned, afraid of letting herself go, and I don't blame her.
I guess she built a wall around herself from the hurt and humiliation Desi had given her with his indiscretions. He never had the intention of hurting her, and he loved her very deeply. But we cannot deny that he had hurt her, so much that a part of her died and lost connection with the rest of the world. She was disillusioned, afraid of letting herself go, and I don't blame her.
