Sunday, July 19, 2009

an affair to remember

Our love affair was beginning to cool. After our long-awaited getaway, doubts had begun to creep in. She's beautiful, and can be a joy to be with, but it's also in her nature to be cruel. I have tried to show her my love and devotion, but what I've received in return has run the gamut from ecstasy to misery. I needed a little time away. Besides, I had other obligations to tend to. I spent only a short time with her in the weeks following our trip. I considered bringing her to a wedding I attended out of town, but decided it was too soon.

Maybe I was being overly sensitive, taking things too personally. In the short time I've known her she has brought me much joy. I have many wonderful memories from times we've spent together. Relationships take work and commitment. It's easy to be close when everything is good. During the hard times you learn how strong the bond really is.

This weekend I decided I needed to spend time with her again. Friday night we only had an hour together. Though I still could feel the sting of the pain she had caused, it was good to be with her again. Saturday we spent the entire morning together, and it was just like when our relationship was new. Enjoying a beautiful morning together remind me of how I fell in love with her. I didn't really have time this morning, but I just had to see her again. It was only another hour, but it helped me realize that I was right not to give up on her.

I know she won't always treat me exactly the way I want, but I also know that she is only being true to her nature. She is what she is, and I accept that, and love her for it.


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My bike. I think I'll keep her.

7 comments:

  1. I didn't know your bike was a girl. Love, Your Wife.

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  2. Love your wife, ride your bike. Life is great!

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  3. I have one similar to yours hanging on the rafters of the garage. Your post has given me the inspiration I need to get it down and ride it. I will do that soon.

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  4. Man, if I talked about my bike like that it would be me sleeping in the garage!

    Enjoy!

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  5. Man, I feel the same way about my bike. It becomes part of you.

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  6. My biker boy may love his Seven more than he loves me. That's OK. I live in Michigan -- we have long winters! (Beth sent me this link after reading my post about Rick's bike birthday party. I wrote that if it came to the bike or me and the kids, I'm not sure which he would choose. I think that resonated with her -- and now I know why!)

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