Relationships

  • Oct
    2023
    21
    2023 / Oct / 21

    So My Husband Has Cancer. Again.

    Not the same husband. The other husband I had who had cancer died in 2001, four months after we got married. It sucked. A lot.

    Now, 22 years later, my husband has cancer. If I hadn’t already been to one “husband with cancer” rodeo in my lifetime, or if it weren’t the same type of cancer my father died from last year, I might be processing the situation differently.

    But for the past 3 months, I have been deeply entrenched in a state that mental health professionals commonly refer to as “freaking right the fuck out over pretty much everything”.

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  • Jul
    2022
    18
    2022 / Jul / 18

    The Saga of Gabby Reece’s Mom’s Harp

    Quit job, sold house, drove
    Looking for America
    Finding mostly bars
    -Jerry Seeger

    The above haiku was written shortly after Gabby Reece’s Mom’s Harp went into a storage pod in San Diego in 2004, where it languished as the author did exactly what he described in that 17-syllable masterpiece, before he moved to Prague and left Gabby Reece’s Mom’s Harp even further in his rearview.

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  • Mar
    2020
    26
    2020 / Mar / 26

    Adventures in Lockdown: Cutting My Husband’s Hair

    On March 16, 2020, six Bay Area counties received word that, beginning at midnight, a shelter-in-place directive would be in effect to reduce the spread of COVID-19.

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  • Feb
    2013
    02
    2013 / Feb / 02

    Adventures in Shopping: Washing Machines

    I was 42 years old before I ever needed to buy any major appliances. For most of my adult life, I rented an apartment that had a fridge included and a laundry room on site, and prior to that I lived with my parents, where my input on the purchase of such things was limited to the occasional “I like the green one better”.

    Then we bought a house. This particular house also had a fridge included (a really nice one, too; thank you, previous owners), but we did need a washer & dryer. And since our household setup is based on the somewhat old-fashioned model of him earning the money and me spending it, the task of selecting, purchasing, and arranging for delivery of said appliances settled on my full-time-homemaking shoulders.

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  • Jan
    2011
    04
    2011 / Jan / 04

    When Beer Ensues

    Sometimes, what you say isn’t nearly as important as how you say it.

    My love and I have been apart for a little while now and will be apart for a little while longer, due to life being life and circumstances being circumstances, but we check in with each other once or twice a day. Due to a rather large time difference, his day is wrapping up just as mine is getting started, so our exchanges consist of one recounting the events of the day as the other is laying out a plan for how it is hoped the new day will go.

    In one recent conversation, at the end of his day, his list of ‘things done’ fell slightly short of the previous conversation’s list of ‘things hoped to get done’. By way of explanation for this discrepancy, he offered the following:

    “In the interest of full disclosure, beer ensued.”

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  • Jan
    2011
    03
    2011 / Jan / 03

    The Clanking Sheep of Norway & Other Tales for Troubled Teens

    There is one facet of the beauty in that subject line that can be seen by only two people in this world.

    The obvious beauty, of course, can and I’ve no doubt will be appreciated by millions, for who among us would not be warmed by thoughts of fjords, wandering sheep, loud clanking noises and smiling juveniles whose potential delinquency has been thwarted by fine literature?

    But only two people were there when the connection between those elements was made, only two people know how it happened and why, and these are the kind of things that make relationships worth having; not only the secrets that you share, but the secrets that you create.

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