Supreme Sunday Sojourns

 I hate it when we argue, but most often, it is the one emotion that most reminds us we are human. Michelle and I never bring our problems to bed with us, if we could help it, and I truly believe that has in a way contributed to our long marriage.(25 years next 2014).

For so long, Michelle and I were a couple and then our eyes blinked closed for a second and when we opened them again, we were parents to three grown up kids an official new title: grand mama and grand papa. 

All in less time than we’d imagined we had,our individual selves and our relationship found itself aging uncontrollably alongside us.......

This is nothing new and it’s nothing unexpected. I remember feeling that when I was older my problems would be smaller and easier but though all that was true... the aging part really screws up your energy level and body's endurance and tolerance levels.

So much so, these days, massages are a necessary evil to de-stress the knotted muscles and pain seen cropping up in places you didn't know could feel pain.

The primary worry these days with Michelle and I is what we would do once the kids are all grown up and living their own lives. Do we have what it takes to communicate , as individuals and husband and wife , once the coop is silent ?        Or do we slowly float away un-anchored, finding our own pleasures and life unencumbered anymore with responsibilities and familial schedules?

We are trying hard not to let that happen to us.

“The whole problem with the world is that fools & fanatics are so certain of themselves, and wiser people so full of doubts.”

— Bertrand Russell.