Had one of those big Laffy Taffy candy bars on our kitchen counter top for the last few weeks. From a recent road trip a few weekends ago that was never opened. Candy doesn't usually last in our house very long. I had offered to split it with my wife, but she said to go ahead and eat it last week as long as I read her the jokes from the wrapper.
For some reason, I decided to eat the candy this afternoon. Remember the jokes. I called my wife out of the blue (and she answered!).
W: Hey what are you up to? M: Why did the book go to the hospital? W: Ahhhh!! The Laffy Taffy! Why? M: Because he broke his spine! <Laughter out loud> M: Do you want to hear the other one? W: YES! M: What kind of bow can you not tie? W: What kind? M: A rainbow! <More laughter>
After this, she told me that her mother had just hung up on her after a heated conversation concerning us (to say that my wife's parents are very upset at her choice to have an affair with a woman while married to me and having a baby would be an understatement). After the heated conversation and the hang up, this was just what she needed.
For every time that I feel heartache (this morning her telling me that she didn't want to celebrate Valentine's Day with me), I need to find the small victories and celebrate those (the shared laughter over a few childish jokes).
It may be a roller coaster right now, but I am trying hard.
Me - 33 W - 33 S - 9 months M - 3 years T - 5.5 years Bomb - 12/14/10 ILYBNILWY PA discovered - 1/18/11 PA began - 3/22/10 Separated
