Tuesday, September 30, 2008


I notice, often, that sometimes life unfolds like you're on a television show, or in a movie or a book. I don't mean the big things -- not when everything in your life comes together and we all live happily ever after. I'm talking about the smaller things, the moments when life writes itself as if it were a book or a movie or a television show.

Bill and I have been bickering all night. Not about anything meaningful; we're both in off-moods so we're picking up on each other's quirks more than usual. Either way, it's annoying.

He decides to go to bed. He picks up his shoes, a pile of CDs and a toilet paper roll that need to go upstairs -- something he never does -- walks up to the point of the steps just before I won't be able to see him anymore and stops. He looks at me and says, "You know, what you once saw as charming is what you got." And pauses just long enough to get that movie stare, and keeps walking.

My brain processed that moment just slowly enough so I could remember his words as I heard them. I thought about the way he said it, and what he meant. And I wrote it down.