Tag: marriage

Morning Routine

It’s impossible to convince him that WOOF is not the name of coffee. When he wakes up and sees me gathering myself, finding my robe and my flip flops, he smiles from his night nesting spot under the red pillow because he knows I’m… Continue Reading “Morning Routine”

Married Sleep

When you are afraid of the day, the alarm goes off in your head minutes before the real one sounds. Your eyes open and you watch the seconds pass, piling fear on your dread. You remember all the other times your day included a… Continue Reading “Married Sleep”

Does Saying Make It So?

A few days ago a Facebook friend posted that she was “In a Relationship” with another person who is an actual, real life friend of mine and I wondered to myself, what event or decision precipitated that declaration? Is it a thing that one… Continue Reading “Does Saying Make It So?”

Bedtime

When my husband is gone I sleep on his side of the bed Further from the door As if the extra distance would Deter an intruder’s violence More than the baseball bat Tucked behind the radiator That my husband believes will Fend off a… Continue Reading “Bedtime”

The Visit

He slid into my car, leaned over and kissed my neck. Nothing had changed in thirty years. He still thought I wanted him to kiss my neck. Never mind that I’d been married to someone else for twenty-five years, raised four children, and was… Continue Reading “The Visit”

How Do People Fall in Love?

So much for making a lifetime commitment based on how a guy looks in jeans. The 36 Questions hubbub is making me wonder how I could have been so shallow as if a single garment should have such predictive value. Worse is that jeans… Continue Reading “How Do People Fall in Love?”

Today at the Beach

The Rest of the Story

Tuesday reached to Thursday and back again, small doubts rolling down bigger hills, tiny piles of small stones barely visible from the mountain’s crest, our children and their children evidence that we gave ourselves time to be doubtful and to come back.  

Two Days Married

It took only two days to know it was a mistake. It takes years for some people. And then the realization comes only after much analysis and backtracking, bundles of tapes that get spliced and replayed until the boredom of it all chases one… Continue Reading “Two Days Married”

To the Long-Time Marrieds

I’d pressed the Buy a Breeze Card button ten times when a hand reached around my shoulders and pressed the button next to where I thought the button was. “Now put your credit card in.” I put in the card. “No, the other way.”… Continue Reading “To the Long-Time Marrieds”