I reconnected with a guy today and he mentioned to me after 31 years of marriage he just got a divorce. It wasn’t a sad moment or anything like that… He seemed to be in great spirits, they even had lunch the other day…But let’s stop right here for a moment… Why is a guy, I mean the brother is no younger than 60 with not a strand of black hair on his head, getting divorced? 31 years of marriage and 2 beautiful daughters later?…
I know what it feels like when a family splits… I took that road before… There are no roses on that path…. No lilacs, no marigolds, no daffodils, no hibiscus, no daisies, no carnations, no buttercups.
Just torrential downpours on barren surfaces….
I will just call him Mr. Jiffy Lube for identity sake. Please say a prayer for Mr. Jiffy Lube because behind all the subliminal laughs, and up beat spirits I don’t think a 60 year olds heart is about that life.