Wednesday, November 24, 2004

Thanksgiving with TEH and TOW

This day means it is compulsory to list those things for which we pour forth with gratitude, but the simple—and possibly boring—truth is that I have a relatively short list. It is not brevity or simple treacle. I will be seated at the table and my sole thanks will be for those who are seated with me. Anything else beyond that (forgive the easy metaphor) is gravy.

This has been a trying year for all of us, but my wife, The Odd Wife, has had to bear more than her share of emotional strain. She would have been more than entitled at one point to pack it in and tell me to hit the bricks. It is a testament to her strength of character that I am able to even address this fact today. This very blog was borne out of her need to find one way of grappling with those confrontations, confrontations brought up by my self and my selfishness. It is illustrative of her qualities that she has since consented to share this space with me.

The amazing thing in all of this is where it is we now stand with each other. We are both at a point I think where we look at each in awe that not only are we still together but have become galvanized and stronger. 10 years we have been together and we are experiencing emotions that are stronger than those opening years. We wonder at quality of our relationship and the proof rests in the quiet analysis we make of the other couples we know in our lives. Friends and family exhibit numerous problems that we have yet to contend with—quiet complacency, intimacy stasis, barely restrained tension, emotional atrophy, and other traits or combinations. We have more than one couple who look at us and either yearn for similar feelings or marvel at our natural affection. And that may be one thing I lack, marveling at the qualities we share.

After a decade together we also harbor a true passion for which I am quite aware and grateful. TOW has written about her insatiable side and, believe me, it is true and wonderful. A decade together and we do not seem to have any of the usual complaints you expect from a couple together so long. There are few times when making love that we don’t employ numerous positions during a lengthy romp—and those are times where we are so inflamed that we can’t contain ourselves. I understand how rare and special this is, and again I am thankful.

So as I sit down to an immense meal I will be looking over at my wonderful bride, my extremely impressive eight year old daughter, my large and excitable Labrador retriever, and the rest of our family, and I will want for no more. A sane man couldn’t ask for anything else, but then again I haven’t been accused of sanity too often. Happy, however, I will gladly accept.

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