A few nights ago, I got a phone call from my ex-wife. She was on her way home from work and wanted to swing by Covington and drop off some vitamins for me. These are multivitamins for men over 50. She knows I’ve been trying for much too long to get over a bad cold and she thought the vitamins might help. I said “sure, I’ll take them.” She said she would be over in about 20 minutes, would call when we turned onto my street.
She called and arrived a little after six o’clock. It was already dark outside and the outdoor light to my apartment building is out. As I don’t see all that well in the dark anymore and also walk with a cane, I carefully made my way down to the steps that lead to the apartment building.
My ex-wife not only had the vitamins for me but also dinner. She had stopped at a Frisch’s to pick up some dinner for herself, was having a fish sandwich on rye along with a salad, and she got me the same.
We talked for a little bit—talked about our kids which is always a fun topic for us. Both daughter and son are doing well. She listened to me complain about the outdoor light to the building being out for weeks. I thanked her for the vitamins and for the sandwich. I told her to be careful going home—something I also always tell our kids.
An hour or so later, I put that fish sandwich on rye in the microwave to warm it up. I had some poppy seed dressing that I would put on the salad.
As I ate the sandwich and salad, I thought of my ex-wife and our relationship. After the divorce, there were some rocky times between us but all things considered, not all that much. I think our basic approach with divorce was that we still had two kids to watch over. Now our daughter and son are adults but parents still tend to look out for their children. This is a bond we’ll always share—plus, we still like one another. We make better friends than spouses.
Tomorrow, December 3rd, is our wedding anniversary. If we had stayed married, we would be at the 35 year mark. Instead, we were married for 17 years and now have been divorced for 18. 17 and 18 still add up to 35.
I’m taking the vitamins she gave me. Also, that fish sandwich on rye tasted really good.