Do I sound like I don’t like marriage? Because I do. I do like marriage. Just wanted to be clear.
Even though I didn’t have the happy ending I had believed I would, it did end, and I am happy. So there you have it.
But back to love and marriage, they go together like a horse and carriage… or, as Bertie Wooster would say, “I’m simply bullish with it. Pip pip.” Okay, he wouldn’t say that. But I would!
Maybe it’s because I’m in love. Of course it’s because I’m in love! I’m very happily in love.
And, I know the future.
It’s like when you’ve had the flu before; you know how it will progress. You know the sore throat will develop into a painful cough…
Maybe the flu isn’t a great example. Maybe an airport is a better analogy.
My guy (let’s call him the Postman), the Postman and I were talking about this the other day. We are on the runway, waiting to take off. We’re all excited, the adventure is just beginning… the engines are roaring… it’s all good.
Most of our friends are already cruising, if they haven’t crash landed. Cruising is nice. Cruising is good. You can put your tray tables up and recline your seats. You are on the way. But, you can also put earplugs in and take a nap. Which can be okay, or habitual. If you shut out completely you may never hear the music signaling the impending airport disaster movie crash. Keep your eyes and ears open, my friends.
The Postman and I know this. We’ve lived this. We are living this again. Dang it’s exciting! Clear us for takeoff, baby!
Bertie wouldn’t say that either. But I would.