43 Years in Hiding
Copyright© 2012 by JPM
Chapter 6
I mentioned my triggers.
Somehow my wife and I repaired our marriage 15 years ago.
I know that I took a lot of the blame. I knew most of the fault was mine.
At the time I was able to see I was distancing myself. Running away.
It would be another 15 years until I found most of the basis for this.
My sister took me out to dinner for my 53rd birthday.
We made plans to go out for her 49th in April.
We're still trying to get that into our schedule. Hopefully this Monday :)
We hope to try out that new Brazilian steak house. Sounds yummy.
Sorry, I couldn't resist popping in some humor. I may do that more. It seems to hide from me but I've been known to have a humorous side.
Therapy last week. My son's girlfriend coming home crying and upset about some crazy driver cutting her off. She said he looked like the devil.
That picture was in my mind as she started talking to him; I was walking away but caught something about molesting. Brother. Nothing real clear.
I filed that away and then suddenly my wife's trip to a work conference was upon us.
I am the designated airport delivery driver. Friends and family alike. Designated driver for anything since I do not drink and I take my driving seriously.
34 years of driving and one nasty black ice accident. Not too bad in the scheme of things.
Anyway, back to the airport. I dropped off my wife. We hugged and kissed after I removed her luggage from the back of her Escape.
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