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My mother always said, “Darling, it’s not a vacation with kids; it’s a trip.”
‘Whatever else anything is, it ought to begin by being personal.’”
My feelings hadn’t changed; it was his feelings about himself that were ruining things.
Life doesn’t usually fall apart dramatically like in the movies with montage clips and boxes being packed and decisions made on the spot. Life falls apart slowly. It drips and sags like a balloon deflating, air escaping no matter what you try to do. It circles the drain and causes pain in everyday moments, loading the dishwasher suddenly as sharp as a stab wound. It falls apart in glances. The empty master bed. Passports snuggled up together in a drawer. Family albums. All of it dissipated. Loss is not just what’s gone in the present but all of the future plans. The trips booked. The imagined
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Marriage is a mix. Some days are warm, easy, loving. Other days you want to strangle the person because they’ve taken five minutes too long in the shower. But at the base of it all is trust, respect, affection, kindness.