This Far Inside

The day before we married, my parents called me because circumstances dictated that it was the right thing to do. It was an awkward conversation, not because they don’t love me, but because none of us really knew what to say. They apologized for not being able to make it to the wedding, and I Mammoth 4 cover reassured them that I wouldn’t be bitter about their absence. My dad said a few words about what it takes to be a good husband, reminding me that my wife will always be right. My mom told me to anticipate Ursula’s needs. And then we three were silent, because we had exhausted our reserves of familial wisdom. It was then that I began wondering if it is possible to run out of words to share with the ones you love… if there’s a limit to what you can say to another person over the course of a lifetime. And now, I’m starting to think that maybe there is.