Tuesday
Nov222005
self portrait challenge - exploration of identity
cringing and clinging. wrecking and reviving. devastating and redeeming. it eventually begins to dawn on me. adulthood. kids. life. life with you. the one sowing seeds of hurt into my little heart to fester. yet the only person in the world I can call whenever I'm running out of toilet paper. the father of my children. but I forget. that you need me. to wash your socks and clean your mess. but mostly. to stand by you when you are in doubt. I forget that you often weep in silence. and fear without shivering. I forget that you need me to love you. and to be your wife.
I do. love you.
I am. your wife.
Reader Comments (21)
and all the while they depend on the fact that we will do these things, while they are concerned with the world, and money, and the larger world. we forget, so often, that we love each other, that we are on the journey together.
every once in a while I turn and look at him and remember.
WE are on the journey TOGETHER.
And I realize, and it leaves me breathless, that I love him so.
Thank you.
Take care.
Connie
And thank you for reminding me to just stop. And remember. I've been forgetting lately too.
Happy thanksgiving! I'm so thankful for you my friend!
Thank you.