I used to love a picture I cut out of National Geographic a long long time ago. It showed two elderly people dressed in farm clothes, but seeming to have the ultimate connection. I envied those people. It was what I have always dreamed of.
Obviously either I am not made for this type of thing, or I just haven't discovered something yet, but I don't think about it too much anymore. Today was the exception. Everyone at the grocery store seemed to be half of an elderly couple. Everyone also seemed to have the man pushing the cart and the woman following along behind him like a slow child, arms at her sides, head slightly down.
It made me wonder lots of things, not least of which was, is this the way people survive and maintain these long relationships? Does the woman have to acquiesce, or at least pretend to? Then I wondered how happy these people both were, by themselves and as a couple? Of course I will never know for sure, but something happened just before I left the store.
I passed a man pushing his cart with great purpose, followed by the wife with downcast eyes and hanging arms, but just before she passed out of my sight, the woman looked up and gave me the most victorious smile. As if saying, see? I got him and I kept him!
It couldn't have been any plainer if she had climbed up on a pedestal and beamed while they played the national anthem before awarding her a gold medal.
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