Thursday, March 17, 2011

Becoming Mortal

I have always been sick but I've always been strong. I wadded into bar fights to break them up when I was in college. I did competitive judo when I was in my twenties. While I knew I was mortal I didn't feel mortal. I didn't think anything could really hurt me. I could hurt but it would end. Now I worry I'm dying every day. I want to have a kid with my husband and he also worries I might die any day. He used to think I was immortal (not literally). Now he worries about me. He doesn't like me driving at night. He doesn't sleep well if I'm not in bed with him. He worries about me and I can't make him not worry. I want to be immortal for him again. I can't just join him in bed every night knowing if I'm in the other room he wont sleep as well. I don't like the look in his eyes when I say I'm going to be doing something he thinks might be dangerous.

My husband is a wonderful man. He does housework so I wont have too. He makes sure I'm safe. He worries about me. I want to be a wonderful wife that does everything for him and I'm mortal.

I want to be immortal again.

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