There is a welcome calm in my household at the moment, a peace I cannot altogether account for. No significant looks of sadness, no visibly swallowed words, no silent force-field between my wife and I as we lie together in bed. We’ve even had sex, something that’s been missing since the second-child debate cranked into high gear earlier this year.
The Pax Wiser is a great relief, so long as I don’t think about it too hard. We couldn’t even speak to each other a few weeks ago without barbs on the ends of words, all open sores and no healing. Where did it all go?
I’m not certain, but I’m not going to set out looking for it. Right now, I’m enjoying evenings playing with my son and loving my wife. And given the year I’ve had so far, I’m content to let the mystery be.
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