Total opposite of me but I still really love this post.

A Chick and Eggs

My parents got married in 1970 and divorced in 1980.
Then they got remarried in 1990 and divorced again in 2008.
And then last year, they got re-remarried.

This time it’s different, though. This time they’re also married to God.

They seem quite happy in their religious re-reunion. They hold hands, and they sprinkle each other’s days with compliments and kisses. They talk about the torah, talk about religion, and talk about how sad it is that they’d never talked before about the torah and religion. It’s all very sweet.

Revolution #3 on the marriage-go-round could be the one that sticks, but I’m not entirely convinced because my parents have 45 years worth of untherapized shit between them, and I happen to believe more in counseling than in gods by a factor of infinity.

Unlike my parents, I am an atheist. To clarify: that’s totally, utterly, and completely unlike my parents. In fact…

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I opened Pandora's box and infertility entered my life.

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