Trepidational Desirous
My very best gal pal, I'll call her Chausette, called me recently and shared with me the challenges in her marriage. Her husband is having a real bona fide mid-life crisis. It was heartbreaking and a very distinct reminder that even those who seem to have the perfect set up, kind of don't.
Sometimes I look at married couples, families, and wonder how they got there. What did they do that was different? How did they find this magical partner and how in God's name do they still seem at peace with the world, and with each other? I often look at these little families with longing - if only because it seems like it's a shining path that seems to go on to Oz, or one that I'm incredibly wary about.
And it's everywhere now, even the commitment-phobic, emotionally constipated WWD3 is getting married this Saturday. I called him today to ask how he was doing. Is he excited? Nervous? It felt really weird. While he's saying his vows I'll be at the Yacht Club in Huntington Beach watching my gal pal Miss Moose say her vows to a new man I have never met, but one who seems to genuinely love her, at least that's my radar tells me. So here I am, again, surrounded with love.
With Robin and the lovely bride Tina. It was a beautiful wedding and we had a great time. So lucky to have such great friends!
I really embrace the whole idea of envy because I have envy now and then... envy a car, envy a hairdo, envy the peace... More than that, I truly covet -- not often, just randomly. I'm aware that this is one of the top 10 signs that was written in stone as a mortal sin, but it's there. I own it. Strangely, the word covet comes from Vulgar Latin cupidietare, meaning to desire? Damn... that means I am, sometimes, desirous AND just plain vulgar. How gross is that???
I'm not sure what this all means, but I truly wish the best for everyone. In my heart. Really. We all have different journeys, which means mine is going in another direction. I just hope it's lovely and peaceful and smells good. I get car-sick really easily.
Sometimes I look at married couples, families, and wonder how they got there. What did they do that was different? How did they find this magical partner and how in God's name do they still seem at peace with the world, and with each other? I often look at these little families with longing - if only because it seems like it's a shining path that seems to go on to Oz, or one that I'm incredibly wary about.
And it's everywhere now, even the commitment-phobic, emotionally constipated WWD3 is getting married this Saturday. I called him today to ask how he was doing. Is he excited? Nervous? It felt really weird. While he's saying his vows I'll be at the Yacht Club in Huntington Beach watching my gal pal Miss Moose say her vows to a new man I have never met, but one who seems to genuinely love her, at least that's my radar tells me. So here I am, again, surrounded with love.
With Robin and the lovely bride Tina. It was a beautiful wedding and we had a great time. So lucky to have such great friends!
I really embrace the whole idea of envy because I have envy now and then... envy a car, envy a hairdo, envy the peace... More than that, I truly covet -- not often, just randomly. I'm aware that this is one of the top 10 signs that was written in stone as a mortal sin, but it's there. I own it. Strangely, the word covet comes from Vulgar Latin cupidietare, meaning to desire? Damn... that means I am, sometimes, desirous AND just plain vulgar. How gross is that???
I'm not sure what this all means, but I truly wish the best for everyone. In my heart. Really. We all have different journeys, which means mine is going in another direction. I just hope it's lovely and peaceful and smells good. I get car-sick really easily.
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