REALITY?: Why I Love My Man

Similar middle-class backgrounds and age group may sustain us through a merging into marriage of two Scorpios when one is in the ‘up’ mode, the other ‘down’.  But eighteen years of wedlock also emphasize the differences and luckily we may upon occasion compromise without the necessary bend to breaking state of bliss.

Him: You know you should turn off the furnace for the day now that we don’t need it for the heat and only for hot water…

Me: (with huge grin)  My  dad would be so proud of you.

Him:  I always liked your father.

Me: And if he were alive today and heard you, I’m sure he’d have liked you too.

In truth, I have an absolutely awesome black & white photo, taken by my niece for a college course, of my dad and Him with heads together over something that maybe now I’m emotionally ready to frame up and hang.

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One Response to REALITY?: Why I Love My Man

  1. Loretta says:

    Yes, frame it and hang it. My husband was estranged from his father most of his life. He became very close to my Dad, which I loved. And he was the first SIL (ok the second, but the first was divorced in 5 years) and so, of course, that makes him the best.

    In my book, anyway!

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