Tom and I set out on The Long Haul Project because we wanted to understand our own marriage and get to know ourselves better. I’ve already learned a lot and it’s forced me to make a very difficult decision. There is something I have to let go of. It’s hard to say good-bye. We’ve been so attached. Been through so many times, good and bad. It’s going to be hard to do. But I have to move on. I need some new sunglasses.
Me and my beloved in Amsterdam
You see, as part of TLHP, I’ve been looking at a lot of video footage and pictures of myself. And the black, Miss Sixty sunglasses keep popping up everywhere.There’s me wearing them in Paris. And there they are again in Las Vegas. Oh look, here they are in New York City. And back at home in Boston. Hold on, is that me wearing them in the rain in Newcastle? I’m wearing them while riding my bike. I’m wearing them in the car. I’m surprised I don’t have a picture of me wearing them in bed. Do I ever take those things off my face? How long have I had them for? 3 years? 4? 5?
I don’t even know where it all started, but it’s hard to imagine my life without them. Aside from my relationship with Tom, this might be the longest love affair of my life.
Sorry sunglasses, this is going to hurt but it’s time to say good-bye…
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