Hello to all,
Upon meeting my wife for the first time thirty-one years ago this month, I noticed we seemed to be in tune with each other at a subconscious level. This uncanny timing between us grew over the next several months, and I asked her to marry me. Within nine months of our first date, she strolled down the aisle to say I do.
Almost immediately, we started finishing each other’s sentences. I picked up on her nuances to the point that I knew what she wanted when she was looking for a thingy. I didn’t know where to find it, but I knew the item she was searching for. I came to learn the differences between a thing-a-bob, doo-hickey, and whatcha-macall-it, depending on the expression on her face. She catches me off guard occasionally, and I fail to grasp the meaning of her substitute word.
After thirty years of marriage, we have gained inert timing. We wake at the same time most mornings and go to bed at the same time. She tells me everything stuck in her brain, and when the thoughts run dry, I fall asleep before the next set of thoughts can load. Even this requires excellent timing. I need a particular pause at a specific time before my instantaneous sleep mode activates.
Our timing is so compatible. I know when she is hungry and will feed her before she becomes hangry. Likewise, she tends to my needs before I become cantankerous or, should I say, more irritable. I am at that age where I feel the need to yell at kids to stay off my lawn.
However, the exceptional timing between our two beings has its drawbacks. Picture a man and his wife leaving a store. I accidentally end up to her right. Our mode of travel is in front of us, and I need to move to the left to drive. My pace quickens to get ahead of her to cross over. My bride unconsciously speeds up to match my pace without missing a word of her story. I slow to slip behind her, and she matches my reduction, and I cannot reach her left. I finally stop, and she stops in time with me. “Are you driving,” blurts from my lips. She moves to my right so we can go home. Our great timing overrides the need for efficiency.
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God bless,
Danny Mac
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