Past Loves
Before I met you there were women in your life I am certain. You were a handsome man. You had the physique and agility of a soccer star. You had the smooth lines that can make a woman take notice. You had character, stamina, fortitude, and an outsize personality. You got it!
When we were together I did not pry about your past loves. I didn’t even get to know your first wife until I met her for the very first time at the funeral home. I know only you and how you treated me. I believed that more than I would accept hushed rumors.
Perhaps that was the secret to our union that withstood the test of time. I was your wife but we were truly great friends. We were more into character building, doing, learning, improving, and being. We focused on our home, our children, and the dreams we forged to fulfill.
We did not march to the tune of social expectations; we created our own. We developed our own standards for our relationship devising hedges we can live by. And we needed to do that because there was no prescription tailor fitted for our interracial relationship. We did a great job listening only to the beating of our hearts.
When we were together I did not pry about your past loves. I didn’t even get to know your first wife until I met her for the very first time at the funeral home. I know only you and how you treated me. I believed that more than I would accept hushed rumors.
Perhaps that was the secret to our union that withstood the test of time. I was your wife but we were truly great friends. We were more into character building, doing, learning, improving, and being. We focused on our home, our children, and the dreams we forged to fulfill.
We did not march to the tune of social expectations; we created our own. We developed our own standards for our relationship devising hedges we can live by. And we needed to do that because there was no prescription tailor fitted for our interracial relationship. We did a great job listening only to the beating of our hearts.