My Parent's Reconciliation Vacation (excerpt from Proverbial Woman), Part XI

It’s an attitude toward life that is backed by vowels reflecting ideas and principles of the two people involved. It is an area of love that is of constant transition, resulting in the assessing and re-assessing of internal and external circumstances. It is a reflection of our values, a commitment to a quality of life, and a blueprint of God’s intended will for us to establish and maintain structure within humanity.”

“That sounds like a combination of what your mother and father would be teaching in a course on relationship management,” he brashly responded, with a grin on his face.

“That is not a nice thing to say!” she sniffled in a hostile tone, turning her back to him.

“No, but seriously,” he repressed, before taking a deep breath, and moving in closer.

“Marriage is not that simple. Everything is not treated as a series of steps. It is not that easy with love or marriage. They both are as complex as the world in which we live. And you and I both know they contain gray areas that are far beyond our comprehension. There is no such thing as an equation or concept to either one of them.

As a matter of fact, the act itself could be viewed just as you would interpret a verb to be in the English language, an action of some kind. Which is usually binding to whatever it precedes or follows. In my own opinion, and based on what I’ve come feel as a result of what we’re going through. I would have to say it is a series of changing faces, primarily reprehensive of our actions based on our feelings toward ourselves, and one another, and life itself.

It is a creation of what we become as a result of two people trying to live as one under a mutual commitment of something sacred. Something that can be defined as a work of life that is bound by a force of truth so pure, that we could never completely comprehend. It’s a lifelong test of will that challenges our faith to live against everything this crazy world says is okay to do.”