Whod'a Thunk It?
I rode with my
sister a year or so ago to our uncle's funeral, a 2 hour drive each way. We had
a great catch up with each other, despite the sadness of the occasion. It's hard
to stay in constant touch with life's everyday stuff getting in the way, as I'm
sure a lot of us know.
Among other topics, we started talking about
travel. She observed that I've been doing a lot of traveling the past
couple years and in the near future. Mostly, these trips were either
to regional events or to meet folks I've "met" in online support forums,
face to face. I started to make the same lame excuses... but found myself at
a loss for words. I asked if she'd like to know the real reason for my new
foot loose and fancy free behavior... OK, not in those words. She said
So, I told her how my ex-girlfriend from a
couple years back was seeing someone else at the same time. Well, that
pissed her off (she's very protective, even though she's my younger sister). Then, I told her in as many words, that the ex-girlfriend gave me genital
herpes, and I explained the HELP and support groups, and regional events and
so forth to her.
There were several seconds of silence as she
Would she recoil in disgust? Kick me out of the
truck? Would she forbid me from contact with her son and daughter? I
wouldn't have been able to bear that. Those kids mean the world to me. I
should have kept my damn mouth shut, I thought.
You know what she said? "If I catch that bitch,
I'll kick her ass!" She was COMPLETELY understanding. I should NEVER have
underestimated her love for me. I will never do so again.
Jim now plays with a 1974 VW Beetle, having sold the ol' Fury (sob). Also, last November Jim became a
certified Lay Speaker for the United Methodist Church - Not bad for being a
Christian for only two years, huh?