Aidan memorized how I took my coffee, light with no sugar, and how I used to microwave my chocolate chip muffins for eight seconds to get the chips all gooey. And once, he even surprised me with homemade soup when I was down with the flu.
It was the little things that won me over. Aidan’s thoughtfulness, his presence, and kindness.
We got married two years later. I was 30, moving up quickly in my marketing career. Aidan was a software engineer and he was thriving too.
He started talking about raising a family, threw around baby names, and spoke about doing things “the right way.”
After our wedding, he sat me down for an earnest conversation.
“Lacey, if we’re serious about kids, we should start now. Why wait? Let me take care of us!
Let me keep us steady while you make all our dreams come true…”
I hesitated.
I loved my job. But love makes you do strange things and I thought this was part of building a life together.
So I quit. Just like that.
The morning coffee stopped.
The soft goodnights faded into a dull silence that sat between us like a closed door.Continue reading…
