A
Today for some reason I pulled the green sweat shirt
with the gold letters,
UNIVERSITY OF ALBERTA,
off the top shelf and wore it for the first time in a very long time.
It was a little tight.
I kept looking down at the lettering
and touching it to make a kinetic connection with it
and
maybe the past.
I attended there several summers
while getting my Masters degree.
I was away three summers enjoying myself with my studies
missing my kids when
I thought for the first time, while touching the letter A for Alberta
that this was the time she continued her adultery
that started in the Bahamas, continued through the marriage,
so naturally it happened when I was away those three summers.
It was a sunny day so I went inside and took off that sweat shirt
and slipped into something more comfortable.
m.r.
