The last few months

The last few months have been some of the most thrilling, frightening and profound experiences of my life. And also the most private, so it is maddening not to be at liberty to chronicle them in what used to be my usual, open fashion.

One of the chief purposes for this blog is to drop breadcrumbs along my path for later review. Details great and small are always magnified in value after they've been worn smooth by the flow of the river of time, especially when they would have otherwise been lost to that submergence.  So it is of mixed value to blog about something without blogging thoroughly about it. Ah, Forced Imperfection, a close relative to Submission to Pragmatism, my old friend; how I recognize and welcome you still. Without you, I'd never get anything done.

But that's how it must be! In any event, I am grateful to be at a keyboard and hammering out anything at all. I've missed it.

Anyway: I can say that in the last several months I have had the opportunity to turn around and sandblast my relationship with my wife, scraping and gouging out a lot of sediment that had settled unhelpfully into the natural crevices that exist in our relationship. Things like laziness, ignorance, and mistaken impressions that breed mistaken actions and inactions like bacteria.

Blasting these malignant processes has made all the more room for communication, thoughtfulness and love to flourish anew. I get flowery when thinking and talking about it for the obvious reasons. But I am mindful not to overstate things. We're not perfect, but we are oh, so much better than before. I can now see my way clear to how deleterious my thought processes have been, and I'm proud to say I've done away with some of them. Certainly many remain, but when I think back to not long ago I can really appreciate the improvement. And so can my wife.

We are more giving, more trusting, more romantic, more adventurous and more fun than we have ever been. I am able to let go of the negative more now (thank Christ, because even now cynicism is a shadowy malevolence to me; the improvement was sorely needed). Just a few days ago, I wrapped up in a few hours a shitty mood that would normally have swept away an entire evening, and brought my lover's average mood to new lows. (Now there is a ticker worth keeping an eye on!) With my work schedule, evenings are that much shorter and therefore more precious. To be able to win them back and increase their positivity is a lifesaver.

I have faced the fear of lost intimacy and realized that there's no reason for it. What a freedom! All I had to fear was fear itself, as a wise man said. And that fear threatened to take things from me that weren't otherwise endangered! What a deadly combination, negativity and imagination, as another wise man said.  As it is, I'd be better off with neither than with both, but I have managed to shrink the power of the correct one, and am much the better for it.

Anyway, to sum up: emotionally, things are vastly better these days. Appreciation has gained new and profound status in my life, and I am able to look upon the landscape of my life and pick out all the good that is gleaming there, when not long ago so much looked dull and gray. What happiness had laid in wait for me.