D'you know what it's like to peg a bedsheet to the clothesline in a howling wind? Then you know what the last few months have been like for me and Sara.
The sheet is the fabric of our lives. To put the clothespegs in place is to establish the anchors that secure a family, like steady work or a home or even a dog. Our fabric has been flapping freely in the wind for too long. At times I've wondered whether Sara's even helping me hang the wash or making the flapping worse -- as she must have wondered about me.
If we can even put in one clothespin, then we can do the rest in short order, and even go back to adjust the first one.
Knowing this about a life in disorder, I understood right away what Sara meant yesterday...
I said in the morning: "Love, I feel we're turning a corner, things are getting better, getting better between us and in general."
And she said...
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