After the wedding, and the honeymoon, and the other wedding reception, and a long drive back to southern California, we settled in to what would be the most hellish two years of my life, prior to d-day that is. Even though Blue Eyes was in law school, and he technically had another month of summer break, … Continue reading Just another love story. Part fourteen: Testing the marriage.
I was now a college graduate and ready to face a new adventure: my first real job. Oh, I had had an actual full time job before, but now I felt like an honest to goodness adult. I was 25 years-old. The job I would garner post university diploma actually initially held far less responsibility than … Continue reading Just another love story. Part thirteen: California and a wedding
I was so sad to leave Blue Eyes in Japan that hot and humid July, 1987. I had no idea at that point whether we would stay together. The thing I knew was that I needed to remain true to myself and the promises I had made to me. I have always been a nurturer, … Continue reading Just another love story. Part twelve: coming home
Our little love story continued as we snuggled up in our new apartment in Kyoto under Blue Eyes' favorite piece of furniture, the denki kotatsu: a low heated table, about the height of a coffee table with a blanket over the base and a hard wood surface placed on top. It was a particularly cold and snowy … Continue reading Just another love story. Part eleven: leaving Japan
Early January 1987, I had sort of settled into my Kyoto boarding house. It was lonely and the other boarders weren’t all that friendly. Even though there were other English speakers, there were no other Americans that I could find and so I pretty much kept to myself. I would eventually realize that non-Americans were … Continue reading Just another love story. Part ten: January in Japan
This post has been floating around in my head for a while. A few days ago rac over at Life after his affair wrote a post about an old friend, which prompted me to actually get this out on paper, so to speak. I am not sure there is a real and good solution to … Continue reading Evolution of a friendship
After the miscarriage in late October, I had settled in to a minimized class schedule and work as usual. Blue Eyes had a full load of classes. Fast approaching was Thanksgiving break. As it turns out, Thanksgiving is a big huge deal to Blue Eyes’ mother. I could have just as easily spent the holiday … Continue reading Just another love story. Part four: meeting the parents