Philippa gave me an early Christmas present today - a 2025 calendar, with a photo of us and the boys representing each month. (She gave it to me early as I was about to buy one to put on the kitchen wall so I could start putting things like holiday dates on it).
Now I have to say that if you had suggested this to me as something I might enjoy receiving, I would have called you a wombat and insisted it was too tacky, sentimental and cliched. However, I have found myself feeling touched, elated and even a little emotional. She'd made the effort of picking a photo for each month that was actually taken in that month, so there's a mixture of holiday snaps, baby images, and even one that goes right back to the first year we spent together as a couple, which was an alarming amount of time ago. It really is a wonder that she has stuck it out for this long. Life with Rory ain't exactly a pleasant walk through a pleasant park, and for someone like Philippa to stick it out at all, much less hook herself to me in marriage and bear my children, is unbelievable. I do sometimes think I must have bewitched her somehow and that one day she'll awaken to herself and realise she is wasting her life. But in the meantime, I am more than happy to go on enjoying our life together. More than happy, more than contented, and more than grateful.
RC 7-12-24
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