We’ve been together so long that I had forgotten what it feels like to be surprised.
Three kids, sickness and health, the endless loop of carpool. We’ve gotten past the initial awkwardness of my new endeavors—each one somehow messier than the last. And everyday my love grew. We have had a million adventures, climbed countless hills, we’ve made friends, helped strangers, dabbled in debauchery, celebrated the victories and conquered the daily humiliations of normal life. I didn’t think it was possible to discover anything new.; To experience anything other than pure love and support.
You used to bring home the bacon and I’d fry it up in a pan (microwave, tbh). And then one day I looked around and realized everything had changed. Our routine was broken, our partnership severed, a pas de deux interrupted by chaos and divergent paths. You seemed lost.
The sizzle was gone.
The meat of our partnership fizzled, and after a halfhearted attempt to find my way back to center, I gave up and opened my heart to new possibilities. You went dark. Then yesterday as I gently gathered and sifted the fragments and pieces of this scattered but delicious new life, you reappeared, offering a new side, a softness you never showed before, an eagerness to see our relationship in a new light.
You wanted the sizzle back.
But time has changed us. We are different now; not better or worse, just different.
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