I've been married for years and one of the beautiful aspects of it is that although we usually have plenty to talk about, we feel comfortable just sitting together sometimes for an hour at a time without saying a word.
When I awake in the mornings, the first thing I do is to look over to reassure myself that she's there. I love to see her in peaceful repose and I'm content to say nothing. She rises and starts drinking her coffee and by the third sip, begins saying what we're going to have to do that day. By the time she's half way to the bottom of the cup she's talking non-stop.
I nod and grunt, "Yeah, good idea" or "that's right," or "unh-hunh," or "yes, those are pretty slippers." Then she'll say, "You don't care whether those are pretty slippers," and I assure her that, indeed, they are so beautiful that they belong in the Manhattan museum of art. But, now that she has drunk the whole cup of coffee, she announces that I'm not really listening to her anyway. So I assure her that I'm hanging on her every word knowing she doesn't believe it for a minute. Before I've completed that thought, she says, I don't believe that for a minute."
Sometimes it gets so ridiculous that we both just burst out laughing, loud guffaws and belly laughs, and so we start razzing each other about whatever is handy and there is usually plenty of material. She watches a French movie with subtitles and sighs. But she realizes she wouldn't really want a soft romantic man around in place of me. I watch political and business news and she seems to be baffled that anyone would be interested in such dull programming.
I don't know if my love for her is eternal and undying. I don't know why we stay together. I only know it would kill me to be separated from this strange woman whom I have tried to figure out for all these years, and who remains as big a mystery as the Sphinx. Yeah, it's normal to be together or even on the phone and not say anything. After a decade, you won't even ask this question because you'll know, beyond the shadow of a doubt, the answer.
My boyfriend and I can be on the phone for hours without talking
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I've been married for years and one of the beautiful aspects of it is that although we usually have plenty to talk about, we feel comfortable just sitting together sometimes for an hour at a time without saying a word.
When I awake in the mornings, the first thing I do is to look over to reassure myself that she's there. I love to see her in peaceful repose and I'm content to say nothing. She rises and starts drinking her coffee and by the third sip, begins saying what we're going to have to do that day. By the time she's half way to the bottom of the cup she's talking non-stop.
I nod and grunt, "Yeah, good idea" or "that's right," or "unh-hunh," or "yes, those are pretty slippers." Then she'll say, "You don't care whether those are pretty slippers," and I assure her that, indeed, they are so beautiful that they belong in the Manhattan museum of art. But, now that she has drunk the whole cup of coffee, she announces that I'm not really listening to her anyway. So I assure her that I'm hanging on her every word knowing she doesn't believe it for a minute. Before I've completed that thought, she says, I don't believe that for a minute."
Sometimes it gets so ridiculous that we both just burst out laughing, loud guffaws and belly laughs, and so we start razzing each other about whatever is handy and there is usually plenty of material. She watches a French movie with subtitles and sighs. But she realizes she wouldn't really want a soft romantic man around in place of me. I watch political and business news and she seems to be baffled that anyone would be interested in such dull programming.
I don't know if my love for her is eternal and undying. I don't know why we stay together. I only know it would kill me to be separated from this strange woman whom I have tried to figure out for all these years, and who remains as big a mystery as the Sphinx. Yeah, it's normal to be together or even on the phone and not say anything. After a decade, you won't even ask this question because you'll know, beyond the shadow of a doubt, the answer.