At the beginning he said I kissed like a camel. Towards the end he said he would burn me and my family if we ever broke up.
Thinking Less, Discovering More
At the end of 2011, the children were over a hundred miles away with the grandfolk and I was getting more than a little excited about a New Year’s Eve party my husband and I were going to with some friends.
if only we remember the presence …
There is one thing I know to be true. One. Very. Important. Thing. I might have grown differently had I known it sooner.
For the past twenty years or so, a copy of Anna Karenina has sat on my bookshelf. It has travelled with me to the various places and spaces I have lived, but in all honesty, the book is virginal; its spine has never been cracked.
I woke up the other morning with a ridiculous sense of glee and somehow managed to blow my own mind. What I saw may not mean much to you, but it bowled me over and opened my eyes to something I hadn’t seen before.
Thoughts of the undertow crashed through my mind. I caught myself watching them – braced, breath held – as if my intense stare had the power to keep the tide from tripping them off their feet, pulling them under, dragging them out of my life. The pain of their imaginary passing came alive for me.