Marriage Moats-When is it My Turn?

Published: Fri, 10/28/11

Marriage Moats

Caring for Marriage

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Today was packed. I drove a friend to work in my pjs, helped the twins get out the door, wrestled Benjamin into clothes and drove him to school, got gas, checked email, had coffee with a friend, helped a new mom from 10-12, grabbed lunch, met with a therapist at 1 to discuss Benjamin's progress, dashed to the thrift store for the final pieces of Halloween costumes, jostled the girls to do homework, cooked, gabbed with my sister over dinner, cleaned up, paid some bills, corralled kids to bed. Whooosh.

I kept track of the appointments and the time, squeezing as much as possible into every slot.

But when it was all done I noticed something, or someone was missing.

John.

There was not one place on the schedule allotted to him and our relationship. He would not have complained. With nine kids he is used to taking a number and going to the back of the line. But I am less okay with that than I used to be.

He deserves to make the cut on my to do list. I certainly made him a top priority when we were falling in love. I would plant myself on back campus hoping for a chance to gaze at him ambling to class. I had memorized the way he walked. I stared at the rotary phone, using all the ESP I could muster to make it ring. After we were engaged and six hundred miles apart I pined for letters from him, which thankfully came often.

So where is the pining, and gazing, and anticipation now?

I think I better text him and make a date.

Photo by Andy Sullivan

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