Tag Archives: marriage
Beautiful Laundry
I owned a small laundromat called “The Laundromat” on Fire Island. Carol walked in with musty sheets and towels from her share house. I quoted her $48.50 (this was in 1976). “I’m from the Bronx,” she said. “I don’t pay … Continue reading
An Inestimable Price
Sometimes I scroll through our old home’s Zillow listing to remember the life I had before my husband died. The perfectly staged photos are on display for anyone to see. They look empty — stripped of our belongings, of personality. … Continue reading
Learning to Let Love In
My husband Jim likes people more than I do. He even lets them in the house. I’m more tentative about such things. It’s a hard habit to break. Growing up in Mississippi, I was in charge of keeping visitors waiting … Continue reading
The Cardinal’s Song
He left the bar of soap upside down in its dish, melting; played the car radio too loud; lost his phone hourly; ignored the closet and piled his shoes by the front door; hogged the coat rack with his jackets; … Continue reading
Marriage
Marriage is fucking hard… you have to understand nobody is perfect. And you have to decide: Can I live with this? Can we work with each other on this, or is this a deal breaker? Force yourself to notice if … Continue reading