We’ve all seen them. That older couple.
Not the one holding hands, smiling politely at each other, silently enjoying a restaurant meal, reflecting on a lifetime of memories.
That other couple.
Growling, snarling, critical, impatient, angry, exhausted.
I witnessed one of those couples recently in a grocery store.
His name was Albert. She ordered him to “stay put” with the cart while she went around the corner. He did not. Something caught his eye and he moved the cart a bit to get closer. She came back, berating him.
“I thought I told you to stay put, Albert. This is why we can’t shop together. Let’s just get out of here.” And I watched, a bit stunned, as they steered abruptly toward the check-out lane.
As he walked a few paces behind, a stoop-shouldered Albert glanced at me. I wanted to tell him to run, as fast as he could, to get away. I could only muster a smile.
There must be a story there. No doubt, a lot of stories.
Of course, it was none of my business.
But I couldn’t help but wonder…if she treated him this poorly in a public place, how bad must their home situation be ?
Why does Albert stay ? Why does she ?
Why does any couple stay together long after there is little remaining that looks like affection, or even respect ?
It reminded me of that story of the 90 year old couple who appear at a divorce attorney’s office. He challenges them with the question, “Why now, after 70 years of marriage? ”
The answer, “We were just waiting for the children to die”.
It was meant to be a joke, and I laughed years ago when I first heard it.
It doesn’t seem so funny any more.
Inspired by a post from Sandra of A Momma’s View. https://amommasview.wordpress.com/2016/03/22/old-or-young/