I’m just facing the reality of the few years I have remaining.
I am motivated by the vision of a clear path to the end of my life. Today, with the help of Sarah Palin’s memoir, Going Rogue, I decided to start with where I am today, today being January 24, 2011. I know there are many false starts scattered through my box of writings sitting on the counter in front of me. I started this in October 2010, or lets say seriously started it in October. Here is a picture of where I am today in this decision to write my memoir. A mass produced dish washer left alone to clean up the mess. Photocopy and the ancient mace was just a mass produced novelty for tourists. Man who learned that his poster from Buddy Holly’s last concert was a The dollar, resigned to mediocrity in front of the camera. People enter with treasures, exit with pennies on It seemed insurmountable, like the year stretching out inįront of me, seemingly endless. Grease, discarded pieces of chicken, and water-logged bread rolls in a I reached for the sponge, squirted on the liquid soap and turned My neck and shoulders ached from the tension that radiated down from myĬlenched jaw.
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The sink full of dishes, pots and food scraps that were left coating the plates. Instead, I retreated to the kitchen to face I need to get my wallet I need toĭid not run out the door not yet. Stopping me from following our guests out the door and yelling to my bestįriend Mike, “Wait up! I’m coming with you. Must I subject myself to 364 days of conflict and humiliation? What was Through a gauntlet of hate, anger, degradation and thwarting of purpose. Tragically, it was becoming a painful passage Only yesterday I thought that our fiftieth year would be one The next 364 days until our landmark anniversary Her hostile back moving away from me brought up all the hurts that Now, suddenly, I could feel a shift, a mental shift that felt completely out of Would stick to the decision I made to propose when I was a college senior. I was narrow minded in that respect, always assuming that I No, it is not that I never contemplatedĭivorce but when I thought of living without her, I knew that I was committed
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