
Dreams
It was my heart I had to check when I began to know my husband in ways that had nothing to do with being a hero, running off and saving the world. I told myself so many things to validate 25 years of chaos. Who were we out here? How did we relate when all our marriage had ever known was war? A truth I hid behind the heroism began to peek out, I had only myself to look at when I didn’t know how to look at him.




