rooted in the blessedness of routine
there’re seldom mysteries anymore
like a child’s gender until her first breath
days, months, years soldier march
waffles, grilled cheese, spaghetti
broken records of the same thousands
of moments life slides by on its way
somewhere kids outgrow things
while you misplace you believing
the contentment of life in the ordinary
when one day
Hints are Purposely Left
To a Secret but Disbelieving
His stealth That’s not Him and
You’re Insane because You
Thought you Knew
Everything But you have no Idea
Where he’s Taking you
Hey! Click on the 100 Word Challenge badge right there and join in the party! Thanks, Tara, for being our new spot to play. I really have no idea where I am going, or packing instructions, and I am going crazy not knowing. He pulled one over on me!
25 comments:
This journey as a Long Married Couple has never grown boring. Enjoy your trip.
Nice! Have fun! Yeah, it's stuff like that which make life a little less Groundhog Day-ish!
"the contentment of life in the ordinary. embarassing to admit but that is a daily struggle for me. xo.
If you are lucky, you realize it's all those little and ordinary things that make life. The shared smiles and moments. Some of our best time were in food stained sweat pants, popping in movies, taking walks to the park, eating cereal for dinner.
As an empty nester, I'm thrilled for some alone and adventure time with my squeeze!
I sometimes loved that Groundhog Day feeling! We will!
Interestingly enough, I did not feel a struggle with being content with routine and ordinary when my kids were young, then middle then high school. We were always too busy and relished quiet routine when it became available. I miss the chaos. I miss the quiet times. I miss them at home (because they don't live here). They have their own lives and we have all the time in the world. I struggle with using free time in a constructive way. I can flitter time away (and I am an infrequent Facebook user!) like nobody's business. I'm embarrassed to admit I enjoy not having a full plate. That said, I go anywhere anyone wants to go. I love travel!
I think I need a grand baby...but not too soon!
I enjoy your comment responses as much as your poetry. I love routine and feel out of sorts when it changes. Like this weekend I'll be out of town on an annual visit to see a good friend. We'll have a blast, but I'll be glad to return to the ordinary routine. I love the second stanza... two tickets to paradise.. I want to go!
I look around me and see so many of my friends....good people, all.......not making their marriages last. Then, I look at my own life and, like you, there are moments of routine that border on tedium but, at the same time, there is great comfort to be taken in the strength of true love. I appreciate the small moments; the warmth of that shared space beneath the blankets, watching tv together in comfy clothes, watching our children grow up well ( so far, anyway). The consistency of our bond makes those spontaneous moments even more thrilling when they occur. So, enjoy your getaway. Thanks for writing about real life so well.
That's so funny, Stephanie. I love when people comment. It lets me think further into what I wrote. You get to see it from another person's perspective.
At this point in my life, I have mixed feelings on routine. But I get what you say about being away then longing for your ordinary routine again. I feel that sometime, on certain trips away. There's a day when I wish I were home and not where I was. It usually passes, but then when the time comes, I'm ready for my own bed.
I HOPE it's two tickets to paradise. Though one person's idea of paradise may be different than another's. I feel fairly safe that we are like-minded in the "paradise" department. Right now, the only prerequisite would be warm!
I am seeing this a bit, too. I don't know or think it's as simple as choosing to. There are somethings that are just unacceptable. I understand this.
For me, it's been a choice. Not daily, but I think we make that choice again and again and again over the course of a marriage. Boy have there been frustrating times! Yes, there have been moments bordering on tedium, then those, which were blurringly busy where I don't even recall the details. I hate when that happens. A marriage and family feels like being swept up in a time warping momentum. Oftentimes, I have purely let go to the rapids.
Watching the children grow up (and make mistakes) is a painful pleasure. Our hope is we are sending them out into this world prepared, productive, kind, and compassionate. They can be little shits to us sometimes, but I like what others say about how they "are". Makes me think we did okay.
Three cheers for consistency. What a great way to put it. I looked over at my husband last night as we were watching a theater play. I thought about your comment and felt peace. And darn it; I tried every which way last night to get more details out of him. NO DICE!
So beautifully said.
It can be a struggle at times, but it is those moments that bring a smile. And you remember why you hold on.
It's the little moments that in the end are the ones that happen to matter. It is a challenge remembering that! Holding on has been one wild ride!
It's the ordinary things that keep the world spinning. Every small detail that makes our life what it is and we somehow have to grab hold of every second because it's ours and it's special. Enjoyed.
Enjoy every moment of your being .. Your routines and adventures together add up for a worthy living
I envy those who make it all the way to the end. My marriage failed after 37 years. It ain't fun any more.
"You’re Insane because You
Thought you Knew
Everything But you have no Idea"
Loved that, just when you are sure you know what will be, you don't. :)
It's all in the little things, and we don't know how many seconds we have left. I'm making it a point, daily, to find something special! Thanks, Ally!
Indeed!
I'm sorry to hear that, Lou. I'll be married for 27 next month. I got married at 27. Marriage is... So many crazy things.
Precisely! And I am going insane right now trying to get anyone to tell me anything. Tomorrow I get a clue. I haven't been surprised like this, no matter what it turns out to be, in a super long time. The rain ponchos, umbrella, thermos and waterproof, wireless speaker don't tell me enough.
I wish you a long and happy life with your squeeze. :)
A surprise trip! How exciting and wonderful. Have a fantastic time love. (Love that you're writing again)
I love those sweet surprise moments. Lovely to see you in the challenge, Gina.
There's nothing quite like the Total Package - that indescribable mix of routine and adventure that's only truly realized with the one true soul mate. Nice job!
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