I was talking to my dad about my marriage and he makes the comment that his current marriage is going on 26 years and how its not always easy but there is a lot of love and a very strong bond to survive the years. My voice went up about three octaves and I started shouting emotionally (it happens, I AM pregnant) something to the effect of:
I am well aware! I am in the cockpit of a plane that’s goin’ down! All the lights are flashing, buzzers are going off everywhere (insert arm flapping and obnoxious gutteral noises here… cause I sure did), the engines are on fire and the asshole next to me keeps asking me where the fuck the eject button is!! I am well aware at this point of the amount of BOND it takes to survive the flight or not!
At some point (probably the more animated portion) he just started giggling.
At that moment it dawned on me…
I don’t think I’ve ever seen daddy giggle.
I almost got mad.
Then he said if I don’t have that deep kind of connection in my life that I deserve to find it or at least try…
That made me weepy.
Hello hormones. I’ll be here all week/through January.
