the mood pendulum swings again, and i miss you like a physical palpable ache. i lie knowing yearning. can i ever get enough of you? am i doomed to straddle two bridges between my family and you?
this will be so tedious for someone to read in the years to come. will it be our kids? our grandkids? someone like my sister A who wanted to make a family tree at 12? someone who loves reading anything they can get their hands on like me? will someone have the patience to unravel our bipolar loves and hates, and perhaps understand themselves a little better?
i don’t know i post till our anniversary. i love you. i would renew our marriage contract every five years even if you didn’t want to 
xx
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