Wake up calls are shocking. When they ring to wake us from sleep we often curse them. 5:00 AM and our brains feel like glue, our bodies like lead, and the last thing we want to do is wake up. For Harry and I we got such a wake up call. It was upsetting. Horribly upsetting.
This blog has been an interesting and often times helpful experience. I think I’ve come to the place where I am going to once again choose to be private. It’s […]
The problem with people like Lance is that they don’t know when to quit until they are backed into a corner. Which means the only reason he is telling the truth now is for selfish reasons. He thinks he can get something out of telling the truth for himself. He has no where else to go. Bastard. Selfish bastard.
Highs are cool. Perfect nights like Harry and I had on Thursday. But highs do not sustain a relationship. Nor does normal life. I know a ton of couples who have “normal” and are wallowing in unfulfilled boredom. No – what really makes or breaks a relationship is how they handle stress. When someone or something snaps how is that person a support to you – or not. It’s like the normal days you get up, you train, you prepare, you live. The parades you boast and celebrate. But it’s in the trenches where you see what you’re made of.
This is the stage where the rubber meets the road I think. Harry and I are 9 months in. 3 more and it will be a year. I almost can’t believe it.
Yesterday around 2 pm Harry texted me, “Can you meet me in 15 minutes for a quick bite?” I was not expecting to see him. I said enthusiastically, “Yes!” Today […]
Before Harry had to leave after lunch on this beautiful Sunday, I kissed him with everything I had and I thanked him for making the choices he did this weekend to be with me and my kids, to take me to the movie, and to go to church. He teared up and said that he has a lot of things going on his head. He called this weekend magical, said he was on a high. And I asked him if he could describe it in one phrase what would it be? And he said, “Heaven.”
🙂 I love my kids. A few more years, maybe only a few more months and everything is going to change. I’m ready for it. But I sure do relish nights like tonight.
I had two significant dreams last night. One was about Harry. We were driving in a car together and I was reading. It was at night. All of sudden he said, “Crap.”
I did such a good job of mentally and emotionally getting closure last year. It’s time for the material things left in corners, buried, or put away in closets to be dumped. And like Harry said, begin replacing them