Before taking the cloth your prelate was married for nearly twenty years to a woman with a passion for horses. Our arrangement was very clear: I won't tell you how to do your horse thing and you won't tell me how to do my sound thing. One or two times in the course of two decades she tried to put her foot down about something in the music room and was blithely ignored. I simply did not allow it to become a topic for disucssion any more than she would have allowed me any input about her custom-built Passier saddles. In fact, the notion of either of us having a controlling interest in the life of the other was foreign to both of us from the beginning.
Our marriage ended in a very amiable no-fault divorce but it had nothing to do with tolerance for each other's passions.
Communication, gentlement. And mutual respect.
will
Our marriage ended in a very amiable no-fault divorce but it had nothing to do with tolerance for each other's passions.
Communication, gentlement. And mutual respect.
will