It was dark and quiet as I walked into my apartment tonight.
no kids
no partner
no clutter
no chaos
{except in my
mind, per the usual}
My day has been full of writing, data sets, grant proposals, and going to class.
Back home, the kids went school, my partner went to work,
they ate subs for dinner, and they all went to a middle school orchestra
concert.
I am aware of their routine but not responsible for it.
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Almost two decades ago
- when he was still the illusive “church
boy” and we were flirting but not flirting -
{you know what I'm talking about}
we lounged in the back bedroom of his college apartment
and talked about a zillion things.
At the
time he had sworn off marriage so I remember asking him:
“If you ever get
married and have kids, would you consider being the parent who provides primary
care for the kids and home?”
He thought for a moment and said,
“I could see
myself enjoying that role for a time.”
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| Photo Credit: Roni Lee Photography 2016 |
Well, that time has come.
While I live in another state pursuing a dream,
he is taking on the role of primary parent and it is
relentless.
His ability to partner with me extends far beyond any
fantasies
I conjured up in that dank, college apartment.
And
my heart, is full of gratitude.
