Get discharged form the Air Force in March. Crash a wedding reception in July. Get asked to dance by the maid of honor. Ask her to marry four months later in November. Now married for 50 years next month. Three children married and now have six grandchildren. That is the short version.
I love it and you need to write the long version! That reminds me of the origin story of my in-laws - which I won’t spoil now but maybe will write it one day. 💖
Will you forgive me for yelling at you when I decided to move in with him? 😉😳 Do you remember that? Sorry. I am still embarrassed about that. Love you!!!
this right here is an anecdote to all who may feel jaded in the assumption that monogamy is one long slow Death March (raising hand here ha) and makes one actually tear up (why do tear and tear mean different things, one a noun the other verb?) no drama just a lot of love and airbrushing over tons of hard work that allow for this genuine piece thnx
That’s so kind of you. Thanks for reading and responding. I am not sure what you were referring to with the phrase “airbrushing over tons of hard work” - whether that referred to the writing itself or the work of the relationship, but I definitely felt that way skipping over the really hard parts so I could stay true to the beauty of the meeting-and-falling-in-love part. It hasn’t been easy, but it has been worth it.
yes the relationship part....we know writing is all hard work....at 66 and over the years sensing it comes natural to me (some freelance, other un-pressured venues so to speak) when i contemplate all the abandoned careless journals, all the reading over years, the good stuff that rings true even if it is painful, it may appear effortless but is the result of a true goal, like building a stone chimney, you have to pick the right rocks, the edge corners particularly, but they all have meaning/use, all the stones....they are quarried and we all choose the ones we like (our genuine experience) and in this case "airbrushing" wasn't meant cynically but as a necessary strategy to convey what you wanted in this particular essay. And it works of course.
My husband and I met on a dating app, as you do these days. I told him it was over a week before I could schedule him in, then he and I were messaging and I said, "Well maybe I can squeeze a meeting in for an hour, if you want to meet me sooner." It ended up being more like three hours--we closed down the restaurant we met at. The conversation was just too good to stop and go home. :)
Get discharged form the Air Force in March. Crash a wedding reception in July. Get asked to dance by the maid of honor. Ask her to marry four months later in November. Now married for 50 years next month. Three children married and now have six grandchildren. That is the short version.
I love it and you need to write the long version! That reminds me of the origin story of my in-laws - which I won’t spoil now but maybe will write it one day. 💖
Awwwwwww, I had never heard that story!!!! Very sweet!
Will you forgive me for yelling at you when I decided to move in with him? 😉😳 Do you remember that? Sorry. I am still embarrassed about that. Love you!!!
Hmmmmmm, I don't remember that. You don't need to be forgiven, unless you want me to. XOXOXOX
this right here is an anecdote to all who may feel jaded in the assumption that monogamy is one long slow Death March (raising hand here ha) and makes one actually tear up (why do tear and tear mean different things, one a noun the other verb?) no drama just a lot of love and airbrushing over tons of hard work that allow for this genuine piece thnx
That’s so kind of you. Thanks for reading and responding. I am not sure what you were referring to with the phrase “airbrushing over tons of hard work” - whether that referred to the writing itself or the work of the relationship, but I definitely felt that way skipping over the really hard parts so I could stay true to the beauty of the meeting-and-falling-in-love part. It hasn’t been easy, but it has been worth it.
yes the relationship part....we know writing is all hard work....at 66 and over the years sensing it comes natural to me (some freelance, other un-pressured venues so to speak) when i contemplate all the abandoned careless journals, all the reading over years, the good stuff that rings true even if it is painful, it may appear effortless but is the result of a true goal, like building a stone chimney, you have to pick the right rocks, the edge corners particularly, but they all have meaning/use, all the stones....they are quarried and we all choose the ones we like (our genuine experience) and in this case "airbrushing" wasn't meant cynically but as a necessary strategy to convey what you wanted in this particular essay. And it works of course.
My husband and I met on a dating app, as you do these days. I told him it was over a week before I could schedule him in, then he and I were messaging and I said, "Well maybe I can squeeze a meeting in for an hour, if you want to meet me sooner." It ended up being more like three hours--we closed down the restaurant we met at. The conversation was just too good to stop and go home. :)
Aww I love it. Those are always the best ones. Where you don’t ever want it to end. 😍