Tuesday Night

It's been quite an emotional rollercoaster for a Tuesday night. It started with dusting. Yes, that's right, I dusted tonight. I'm not sure why, just one of those things. It totally confused my dh who doesn't see me domestic very often. It really confused the cat. She didn't know what to think. So, I was dusting the bookcase in the bedroom. On the second shelf is our wedding pictures. I was looking at them and remember that August night over four years ago. Then I saw the picture of me and my dad. It made me very sad. I miss him so much. He had been sick for a long time. I remember that day he told me, "You know Gin, this is going to be a good day." It was a good day. He danced with me once and my mom once. I'll always remember that.

Then I moved to the dining room. Well, it's not much of a dining room because there isn't a table. It's just a big room with a lot of space in the middle. I went to dust a little shelf with some pictures on it. On the bottom shelf was my Brady Bunch lunch box. (Yes, a Brady Bunch lunch box.) I opened it up to see what was inside. I found a note. It was the first note my dh had ever written to me. I remember it very clearly. I had just left my first husband and traveled to my hometown where he lived. He was gone that night, bowling with his friends. I walked in the door of his apartment, hung up my coat and sat in a chair. On the coffee table was a note. It was understanding and sweet and made me cry. I think I knew at that time we would end up together forever. I came back to present day and folded up the note and put it back in the lunch box. I went to the living room where he was watching TV. I was smiling and I gave him a kiss. He asked me what was going on. I told him what I had found and that I was happy. He told me that he loved me and went back to watching TV.

I guess it was a pretty good night for a Tuesday.