"Hey! Respond to my Facebook request!" he yelled to me from his little office space we created in the hall outside my bedroom.
"Huh?"
"I changed my relationship status to married to you and you need to confirm it…"
"Oh, i'll just click ignore!"
And with a "Bitch!" and a click there i was married again.
There wasn't any grand romantic gesture, there was just us and social media and hope.
Just one evening earlier we had declared ourselves broken up, for good, after a very rocky few weeks. I woke up in the morning puffy eyed and sick to my stomach listening to him shuffle the kids out the door to the school bus. Listening, thinking "this will be the last time i hear those sounds." The sounds of a whole family.
He came upstairs to talk. "Let's make a plan." I rolled over and hugged him, the full weight of me and my emotional burden pressing down on his chest. We didn't talk, we just stayed there for a while.
We ended up spending the day together. Him playing hooky from work. We talked, we laughed, we did a slow dance and decided to give it this one last and true effort.
Nothing romantic. Just us versus each other. Us together.
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That’s more beautiful and romantic than you can imagine. And inspiring.
So happy for you. You’re brave and true <3
Oh, I wish you both well.
Awww so precious the simple things are… Congratulations :)
never say “last”…change the word to another
there are a lot of people rooting for you guys … i know i am.
if things start going “off” in a situation and you know it’s because you said or did something wrong (either of you, i’m talking to both of you) … ask the other for a “do over”. and as soon as either of you hear that phrase, make it be your magic spell to get you both back on track.
that is all.
See, I’m romantic. Listen to your readers! (Thx everyone.)