A to Z Theme 2016

For my 2016 A to Z theme I used a meme that I ran across on the blog of Bridget Straub who first saw it on the blog of Paula Acton. This meme is a natural for me to use on my memoir blog. It's an A to Z concept and it's about me. No research and nothing complicated. I'm given twenty six questions or topics to discuss that are about me.

In April I kept my posts short and uncomplicated. In the midst of it all you might learn a few things about me that you didn't previously know.
Showing posts with label Marriage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marriage. Show all posts

Monday, April 11, 2016

In Love With (#atozchallenge)



I-In love with: 

         Of course I'm in love with my wife, Betty.  My current life situation would be in a bad way if I weren't in love with my wife.  Betty is the one with whom I expect to spend my life with from here on out.  I don't think too much of the time about our future life together, but I don't like to imagine a life without her as my life partner.   

           The concept of being in love should be a part of any marriage I would think.  I love my kids, my grandkids, my family members, and my friends.  But I don't think of that fondness as being an expectation of 24/7 relationships.   I'd like to spend a goodly amount of time with all of them, but other than some unexpected circumstance I don't plan to live with any of them.   As long as we have the capacity to do so, I expect that my wife and I will be living together for whatever life we have left.

           If we are living together, I hope we will always be in love with each other.  That's a big part of what being married is about.   Don't you think so?

            Would you want to live alone?    Do you compromise with others easily?   What do you think of the institution of marriage?






Saturday, September 19, 2015

Cherish the Love (Soundtrack of my Life)



        Several years ago a very dear friend of mine lost his wife.  She passed away during the night as they were sleeping.  They had been married for about 25 years.  It was a while after the event that I got a chance to talk with him.  He had overcome his grief for the most part--at least from the outside--but still I imagine that his wife's passing weighed heavily on his mind.

         Losing a spouse no matter what the circumstance must be a very difficult experience.  To go to bed one night and wake up during the night to discover your spouse has died would be especially traumatic to me.  My wife and I don't dwell upon the topic of death, but it does come up now and then.  I don't like thinking about it much, but the idea does cross my thoughts on occasion.

        Our own death and the losing of loved ones is one of those great what-if contemplations that hovers over all of us.  We probably should think more seriously about the subject if we haven't done so already.  Making decisions such as those related to death should not be undertaken in times of grief.

         Kool and the Gang's beautiful love song "Cherish" has crept into my awareness over the years and tends to be increasingly meaningful as the years pass.  As I grow older and see people I know losing their partners, the sadness of the situation becomes closer to home.   When my father died at age 67 in 1990, the loss to me was a strange one unlike anything I had before experienced.   Somehow I didn't fully absorb the impact it must have been on my mother to lose her partner of forty years.

         The realization of the loss of a partner had more impact on my thinking nearly twenty-five years after my father's passing.  My sister lost her husband who was 67--the same age as my father when he died--and then about a year later my step-father died after having been a wonderful partner to my mother for about sixteen years.   The fact that I was nearing the age of 67 and that death sometimes arrives unexpectedly at ones door created that deeper awareness that my days were counting down and each day has great value.

          Now I cherish my wife, my family, and my life more than ever before.   Each hearing of the song "Cherish" is that reminder to me to "cherish the love, cherish the life".    My days should be respected and treated as an investment in my happiness as well as the memories that come with the accumulation of a life history.  Our futures are mostly uncertain while our past should not be a collection of regrets and unfulfilled dreams.  What we know is the present and we should make the most of each day.   We should, but I know we don't always.  We can try though.

   
The song "Cherish" with lyrics:  


      Robin has been doing the Soundtrack of my Life posts on her blog Your Daily Dose.   I had done a few of my own "life soundtracks" on my Tossing It Out blog as well as the song series (starting at this post) I did for my 2014 Blogging from A to Z April Challenge on Wrote By Rote.  Be sure to visit and follow Your Daily Dose for more Life Soundtrack info.  

      Do you attach specific songs to certain times and aspects of your life?   How has your life been impacted by the loss of someone important in your life?   Are there any suggestions that you can offer as to the ways we can cherish our loves and lives in better ways?


Monday, April 7, 2014

For No One #atozchallenge







The Beatles   "For No One"



For No One

       Two divorces in my life were two too many.  There weren't supposed to be any or did I misunderstand  something?    I could have sworn I'd heard something about "Until death do us part".   Maybe it was just something people say in a ritual.

         My parents never got a divorce. They had been married 40 years when my father died.  Divorce was rather scandalous when I was growing up.  I knew very few kids whose parents had been divorced.   Then I got divorced.   Not once, but twice.

         From the outset of each marriage I thought I'd found my perfect mate.  I had no reason to believe that those marriages wouldn't last until the end of my life.  I guess attitudes were different than when my parents got married.   It was a generation of new ideas and individualism.  Or was it bad old ideas and selfishness?

        It's a bit difficult to think back with an objective viewpoint to understand how it all happened.  My first wife and I actually discussed the circumstances twenty-some years after the divorce and we agreed that we probably screwed up, but there was nothing left to do but forgive and move on with our lives as they are.  We're on friendly terms when we do communicate, but that's rarely.  Just when it's something regarding our son who will be 37 in July.

          My second wife is a different story entirely.  That marriage lasted far longer than my first and then inexplicably it all ended.  I don't know why.  And we haven't spoken since that time.   I'm not sure how she feels about it all, but for me there was a lot of hurt that has faded into my past.  I probably don't need to know now because now it probably no longer matters.

           I'm done with divorce.   I've been married to my present wife for going on 18 years and things are very nice.   I'm in it for the "death do us part" thing.   Marriage is supposed to weather storms and get through cloudy days.  Divorce is not a real solution, it's just running away from the solutions that could have been agreed upon.

           Have you had to deal with any divorce in your own family or your own marriage?   Did you ever come close to getting a divorce but found a way to resolve it?   How big of a problem do you think divorce is in modern society?


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Saturday, December 14, 2013

Partnering in Memoir Writing: The experience of artist Mimi Boothby

       Memoir often addresses times of pain and struggle. Writing about difficult times of life can bring back memories that cause us to relive the stress and pain, but it can also be a cathartic experience.   Readers of this type of memoir are given a window into a life that includes the good and the bad.  Memoirs of this sort should be instructional as well as uplifting.

        Mimi Boothby has written about the life that she shared with her late husband.  Before his passing he contributed his side of the story which offered a unique perspective to the relationship.  I'll let my guest, Mimi Boothby tell you about their experience:


"Arboretum" by Mim Boothby


I can remember when my sons were in high school, one of them told me that he was the only one of his friends who had a sit down dinner with his whole family almost every night of the week. It was about that time that we realized that had something special. It honestly surprised me, because we had been through so much already, we had had a really rocky marriage.

When I married my husband in 1978, if my parents had actually been present, they probably would have strongly advised against our tying the knot. As it turned out, 3 months after we started dating, we got married and neither of my parents were present for the ceremony. His parents came, and honestly, if I had known them prior to that day, I am not sure that I would have married him!

We were married for almost 35 years, and after a really chaotic first ten years, our relationship started to get better. We learned how to live together and work together. After the kids left home, we started focusing on each other, and by and by, we noticed that we had become a role model for other couples. We really did have something special. We used to talk about maybe we ought to write a book on relationships. My husband, who was in a twelve step program, and sponsored many men through recovery, gave them a lot of advice about relationships. Of course his advice was based on what we had done ourselves. At this point, he wrote "Advice from Donald on Relationships." I loved it and saved it carefully (it is in our book).

In 2011, my husband was diagnosed with a really nasty form of cancer. Suddenly, those dreams we had of growing old together vaporized like so many soap bubbles. And we lived each day together with even more realization of how precious each one was.

One day while my husband was in the hospital fighting for his life, we decided that we needed to write this book. I wrote the first chapter and showed it to him. He loved it and wrote the second, it was his response what I wrote. We did it in a "he says she says" format. Armed with his laptop, he composed and printed out rough drafts for my sons to proof read. Starting from our youth, and finishing with our mature relationship the book quickly fleshed out, we added photos and put it in a blog format just to keep it safe. As his fight for life got more intense, the book was put aside. After he died I forgot the book for a while, caught up in grief. But then one sunny day I remembered, and finished my part of it.

What we wrote is a testimony to our love, an autobiography and memoir of our marriage. I believe that someone reading it can learn from it and maybe improve their own relationships. I changed almost nothing that he wrote, because I wanted to preserve his style. I used Lulu as my publisher and even got an ISBN number. If I wanted to jump through a certain number of hoops, I could sell it on Amazon, but I have not done that yet. I know this book will never make the best seller list, but my children and close friends have this memento, a little piece of history. I know that if I ever have grandchildren, this will be required reading, because it will be a way to acquaint them with the wonderful grandfather they never met. All in all, it was a good experience and I recommend it.

The Other Side of LoveLinks to Mimi Boothby's work:

Our book - The other side of love

my blog Mimi Torchia Boothby Watercolors (Be sure to see Mimi's wonderful artwork)

Donald's Blog The Boothby Chronicles






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Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Never-ending ( #atozchallenge )

Love Love Love
Love Love Love (Photo credit: Gregory Jordan)

        The never-ending love is a nice ideal.  And it is an ideal.  It's the way real love should be in my mind.  If you love somebody today, why shouldn't you love them tomorrow or years from now?

        Do people truly change or is it our perceptions that change?   We may think we love somebody, but if down the road we hate that person then that hatred negates any consideration of something that was called love.  We might call it lust, mutual attraction, common interests, infatuation, desire to fill a personal void--we can call it anything but love.  We apparently saw things differently at that time and mistook it all as love.

        Feelings are fickle.  They are not always to be trusted.  True love does not lie.  There is more to love than that which we feel inside of us.  It's what we think about and see in our dreams for the future.  The love of today should be the same love we imagine we will have when we are old.

         Love may have its ups and downs, but the over all the trajectory should be the same as a straight line  between now and eternity.  Same path with dreams shared together.   Destination unity.

         True love is the ideal we should seek and that ideal should be never-ending.

         Have you found a partner who is a good companion on life's journey?   Why do you think we are so eager to rush blindly into love?   Do you think a never-ending love can be planned successfully?

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Monday, April 15, 2013

Marriage

The Unequal Marriage
The Unequal Marriage (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


Love: a temporary insanity, curable by marriage. ~ Ambrose Bierce ~

       High school was Nowheresville for me romantically speaking.  Oh, I had a couple of girlfriends, but nothing very lasting or serious.  I guess I was a bit hesitant to get too deeply involved with anyone that early in life.  Those girls with whom I had been involved got married pretty quickly out of high school and I don't know whatever happened to them.

       As for me, I went to college where still not much was happening in the relationship department.  I was a bit of mixed mind about the situation.  I liked the idea of some female companionship part of the time, but not all of the time.  I just wasn't quite ready for marriage, but more than that I wasn't finding the girl I was ready to marry.  

      All around me over the next few years friends started succumbing to the marital trap.  They all seemed kind of happy and sometimes I was starting to feel a bit lonely and left out.   When I'd drop in to visit my old friends, there was now often a new person to deal with in the way of a wife.  I was becoming the odd man. The third wheel.  The Lone Ranger.

      I hated it when I'd get called "The Lone Ranger".  The Masked Man had been my hero when I was a kid,  but I was no hero in this context of the term.  It was all said in good fun, but I think some of those friends were starting to sense my hurt and loneliness.  Sometimes they'd fix me up on on a date.  That was usually awkward for me as well as the girl I was going out with.  We both knew why we were going out and she was often in a similar situation as I was.  Somehow it never felt right.

      Finally, it took getting away from my hometown and growing a bit on my own to turn me into more of a marriageable guy.  I came into my own no longer saddled by the persona I had been to my friends.   I might still have been a "Lone Ranger", but in a mysterious masked man sort of way.

       Not long after going out on my own I did get married.  That marriage only lasted four years, but they were mostly a good four years.    Waiting was probably a sensible thing for me to do.  I'm not sure what things might have been like if I had married a hometown girl like most of my friends did.  Things might have turned out better for me, then again maybe not.   All I know is they wouldn't have turned out as they have and I would have hated to miss all that.

        Now life is mostly good.   Marriage is mostly good.  Sure it has a few crazy times now and then, but nowhere near as crazy as that loony lonely boy I was back then when I was pining for a girlfriend.  Of course there were upsides in those days, but there was a lot of uncertainty at times too.   At least now I know who I'll be eating breakfast with.  

       How old were you when you first got married?    Where you ever afraid that you'd never find the right life partner?   How did you meet your spouse?

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