In times of old, The Furies protected Mother Right. If a mother (or any woman) was harmed, The Furies swooped down and took their vengeance. They were one of the last vestiges of a world that existed before the patriarchy. When we feel righteous anger, it is The Furies who are calling out to us to make what is wrong right again.

Friday, January 28, 2005

Home Alone 

Kim is still in sunny Arizona. I'm home in rainy Washington. I took the plane back, and Kim's going to take a train, after her two weeks or so of solitude.

We generally do not spend a lot of time apart and it is odd. The house feels empty, like it has no heart. Where's my sweetie? We call each other all the time. And e-mail. There's no one I'd rather be with.

I've been telling people all week that Kim stayed in Arizona without me. Invariably the reaction was some variation of "Good for HER. I think that's just great." Nothing wrong with that. I think it's great too. We all need to be in our own space sometimes, and solitude is supposed to be an effective route to enlightenment and healing, blah blah blah. However. About the time I started hearing the "Good for HER" line for the tenth or eleventh time, I started to wonder about the subtext of the exclamation. "Good for her?" Like she is better off in Tucson without me? "Good for her?" Like maybe if she was here, with me, things wouldn't be so good for her anymore?

I'm kidding, of course. It is good for her. It's great for her. Just marvelous.

**sigh**

Only 6 more days.

Posted by: Mario / 1/28/2005 08:42:00 PM
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