ara, gashorebuli, me var tsudi qmari*
by, February 14, 2012 at 09:49 AM (342 Views)
What follows in italics is something I wrote at the start of the month and planned on posting on today:
Closure comes in many ways, for me its been a long road these last 7 years. I think it took coming here and having to be very simple and to the point in my answers in Georgian. See, one question I always get, after people asking how old I am, is if I am married.
At first I just answered no, and strange looks followed. To be a 39 year old man and not be married is quite odd here, then I learned the Georgian word for "divorced" and I thought the matter would be closed at that.
But no, more questions followed, sometimes ones that implied that I must have had a bad wife, this made me more angry than I can express, because while I may have my problems with certain aspects of what was our life together, I simply cannot stand to have these strangers in a strange land say anything against her! However indirect such may be.
So, I have settled on a simple answer to the question of "Married?"
No, divorced, I was a bad husband. =* or the title of this post translated from Georgian back into English
-I would leave it there but recent events have made me feel her absence all the more, because of her many wonderful qualities, the one that stands out most for me right now is how she really rose to the occassion during a "tragedy", like in the horror of 2001 when my father and brother Reece both died that year. Without her being there, I would have died that year too, no doubt in my mind. Jeezo mineezo, do I still miss her so! So much for closure...