I have an amazing husband. In “real life”, he does something with computers that I will most likely never be able to explain, but if we are honest about it, he’s a musician, and he’s meant to be. He has an amazing voice that is not just for singing; it can also talk a guitar into doing just about anything. He works wonders with pretty much anything that has strings or keys, and he recently adopted an electronic drum kit that I have a not so secret crush on. When he’s not creating the next soul-wrenching song, he has a wood shop in the garage. In other words, he has the world’s most talented hands. Which is a good trait to have in a husband… am I right, ladies?
I love the fact that we could have about 27 days of constant conversation using solely movie quotes. (Hey, it’s a skill set!) And that even though he forgets absolutely everything I say to him if there is more than a 15 second delay between my request and his action, he is more than willing to trek back downstairs and into the cold, dark night to grab my favorite pen out of the car, because no I can’t write in this journal in blue ink, even though he is already stripped down to boxers and half way between the sheets.
We have a baby who is no longer a baby but a real, live kid of four years, and a dog that isn’t quite a dog but more of a puppy who may or may not have had an accident involving radioactive sludge. Individually, they are quite adorable. Putting the together results in something much akin to connecting two halves of the sphere in an atom bomb.
I work with college students that have learning disabilities and neurological disorders by day and teach martial arts by night. My husband delights in calling these my ninja classes. I also attempt to balance a sometimes unbalanced mind with my life. This is not so much a skill set, as a barely managed survival technique.
And finally, there is my 30th birthday which I grudgingly reached this year, but have found to be the most amazing year yet because, in the midst of feeling most keenly the various roads not taken, and wondering urgently which I might follow before they too disappear to the horizon behind, I have started taking giant leaps into brave, new worlds I would never have contemplated in earlier decades… and falling madly in love with these new lives I’m creating.