Today's date: Tuesday March 26, 2019
   
column width padding column width padding

The Wellington Advertiser Masthead Logo

We Cover The County...
40,052 Audited Circulation

WEEKLY POLL   |   Community News   |   EQUINE   |   Schools & Buses

Wellington Weddings 2019
Business Leader Banner
column width padding column width padding


WriteOut of Her Mind

by Kelly Waterhouse


Like vs. love

Happy Valentine’s Day to all you lovers out there.

I am writing this column before Valentine’s Day and I can say with complete confidence that the love of my life, the Carpenter, did not plan anything romantic for me on the day that celebrates love.

I’m not bitter. I still love him. But if I’m being honest, I don’t always like him. 

Truth be told, if he sent me a beautiful bouquet of roses I would be sure he was trying to kill me. Maybe I’m paranoid. It’s not like I have a big insurance policy or anything, but if he sent me flowers, I would drop dead on the spot and well, mission accomplished.

Thus, I am happy to predict that no flowers were delivered to my office on Feb. 14.

I realize funerals are not a romantic segue, but hear me out. The Carpenter and I watched a great show the other night. One episode centred around a funeral for a woman who was loved and admired by many, but most profoundly by her husband of many decades. In my favourite scene, the man is giving his wife’s eulogy.

With tears in his eyes, he explains that in all their years together, he never stopped loving her. He didn’t always like her, he admits. He didn’t always agree with her. They had their struggles. They argued. But he never, not even for a minute, stopped loving her. It was a poignant moment that resonated with me. That is how I feel about my husband. Here’s a moment of marital reflection that reminds me that I can love the Carpenter when I really don’t like him.

Things change and the closer I get to 50 (don’t rush me), the faster those changes appear. Lines. Divets. Rough spots. Rolling hills. I have the body of a golf course and no mulligans left on my score card. When did this happen? Why didn’t I love my 20-year-old mini-putt, mini-butt body when I was in it?

Nature has settled the anatomy score. The geography is the same, but the landscape looks different. My body seems determined to settle. My mind is determined not to let it. And a recent medical mishap sidelined me long enough to let the battle rage on without action.

While I have every intention of getting back on a healthy track, it has spurred some self-esteem issues, the kind that could be solved with a kind word from the love of my life.

But like the flowers that didn’t arrive, the compliment I wanted didn’t either.

Standing before the mirror in our bedroom, in an outfit I have worn a thousand times before, I say aloud, “Do I look lumpy and frumpy in this outfit? I feel like my gravity has shifted.” 

“You mean like the melting of the polar ice caps?” the Carpenter said with a smile that, while confident, was also shrouded in fear.

Nervous laughter filled the air (his, not mine), and he darted out of the room at lightning speed as if I might chase him. I didn’t have to. I can cast an evil spell from any distance. I’m that good.  

I admit, his remark made me laugh, because that sarcastic banter is key to our relationship. It’s how we play. This is why I don’t always like him, but I have always loved him.

Some things never change. Some things never should.

 

 

Vol 52 Issue 07

 
 

Tell Us What You Think

Login to submit a comment

Comments appearing on this website are the opinion of the comment writer and do not represent the opinion of the Wellington Advertiser. Comments that attack other individuals or are offensive, unsubstantiated or otherwise inappropriate will be removed. You must register or log in in order to post a comment. For more information, read our detailed Comment Policy and Guidelines.

       

Lions Home Show

ReliableFord

Wellington North Guide 2018-2019

COLUMNISTS

Barrie Hopkins
Barrie Hopkins
Barrie Hopkins
Barrie Hopkins
Bruce Whitestone
Ray Wiseman
Ray Wiseman
Ray Wiseman
Stephen Thorning
Stephen Thorning

Recent Columns

Bits and Pieces

  • Signature bonnet
  • Digital pantomime
  • Connect the dots
  • Generation gap
  • Little things
  • Tylenol kick
  • This Little Piggy
  • Nature's best
  • Business Matters

  • Community involvement
  • That’s a wrap
  • Stepping up
  • The dream
  • Stand out
  • Find adventure
  • Alternative donations
  • Into the fray
  • Canada's Business

  • The decline of civility
  • Irrational exuberance II
  • Speak up
  • An enduring register
  • A government assessment after one year in office
  • Gauge signals
  • Unpatriotic
  • Inevitable
  • Comment from Ottawa

  • The Syria question
  • Reflecting on 2016
  • Open, transparent combat mission?
  • Bad for businesses
  • Have your voice heard on electoral reform
  • Open and transparent?
  • Assisted dying
  • Leadership bid
  • Life-wise

  • Retirement
  • Canadas scarcity of calamity
  • Often we mirror our parents
  • Putting up with put-downs
  • A tale of two landlords
  • A letter from the campsite
  • Two shades of black
  • Precious memories
  • Open Mind

  • Home - at last!
  • Queen's Park Report

  • Back to work
  • Merry Christmas
  • Remembering them
  • High-cost hydro
  • Six important issues
  • Emancipation Day
  • Great Lakes
  • Happy Canada Day
  • Special to the Advertiser

  • Death of JFK changed the world
  • Split Decision

  • Councillors voting themselves raises
  • The most interesting election races
  • Ketchup conundrum
  • Eliminating burial plots to save trees
  • Organic waste pick up in Wellington
  • Uploading Hwy. 6 Connecting Link
  • Political campaign texts
  • Cannabis legalization coming Oct. 17
  • Staying Connected

  • It’s all about staying connected.
  • Stray Casts

  • Final lines: Its been great
  • Thorning Revisited

  • Hikers, cyclists enjoy view from 1909 railway bridge
  • General Sherman visited Elora, Fergus soldiers in 1866
  • Elora Rifles called to fight invasion that never happened
  • Home guard formed in Fergus to defend against rebellion
  • Provincial judge had no sympathy for Fred Sturdy
  • New wrinkles emerged in bizarre 1877 abduction case
  • Strange abduction case caused excitement in 1877
  • Elora’s first bank run by extraordinary citizen
  • Valuing Our History

  • Library, post office replaced Elora’s cattle market
  • Few details survive about Glenlamond saw mill
  • Will of Rev. William Barrie disputed by sister
  • Connon became full-time photographer after trip to Europe
  • Hustonville founded, thrived, vanished in 20 years
  • Lack of railway siding frustrated Fergus’ James Gow
  • Fergus mill made oat flour for Cheerios, other brands
  • Railway passenger service waxed and waned over the 1900s
  • WriteOut of Her Mind

  • Guy time
  • Discombobulated
  • Gala
  • Snow daze
  • Windshield
  • Like vs. love
  • Love, laugh, heal
  • Hungry Heart
  • column width padding column width padding column width padding

    The Wellington Advertiser

    News

    Opinion

    Community

    Deaths

    Digital Publications

    Classifieds


    Twitter Logo

    Free Press News Network Logo