13 February 2003
The D word
I am speaking, of course, of what Tammy Wynette referred to as D-I-V-O-R-C-E.
No, I'm not contemplating one; after having gone through the process in 1987, I have no marriage to undo. But I've always found the concept a bit disquieting, an uncomfortable reminder that the best of intentions will not always guarantee the best possible results. And seeking some connection between theory and real life, I looked at my own parents, who were wed on this date in 1953. My mother died in 1977; had she lived, they would be celebrating their 50th anniversary.
Or would they? Is it possible that somewhere along the line, after five children and however many harsh words, they might have decided that enough was enough?
If the topic was ever discussed, it certainly wasn't discussed in front of me. And I tend