Friday, February 26, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
I taped the pairs skating performances to watch today. I got the TV all to myself for once while the kids were out sledding. I got all choked up (hormones?) watching. When I was a kid I saw the skaters as princes and princesses, and later, as happy couples. This morning as an older woman...and married 13 years... I saw each performance as a metaphor for marriage. Things almost always begin well with good make up and beautiful music. But the next four minutes or four or forty years can bring unexpected slips and falls on the ass, dropping of a partner, or just dwindling energy. There may also be soaring moments of support, amazing synchronicity, transcendent moments of grace, acts of enormous strength and courage. There are dizzy, spinning times, trust and leaps of faith. Our partners may catch us...or may not when we need them most. We skate together, we skate apart. Things can go wrong early on and be overcome with dignity. There can be a crash at the end. When the final notes play there may be guilt, blame, forgiveness, euphoria... or all of the above. In a marriage we are out there on the ice together, surrounded by people judging, or envying, or hopefully just watching with love and cheering us on.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
A turning 45 dream. My sister gave me these low rise jeans. In real life. I love them because they do not squish my tummy in a bad way but I am very aware of feeling that I am not as covered when I wear them. In my dream last night I was very busy doing things I don't remember, BUT I do remember that I was wearing low rise jeans... with granny underwear! Oy! I kept trying to stuff that above the navel granny underwear down into those jeans but of course they just would not go.