Dadmissions: 7 Lines Of Texting

It was seven lines of texting that cut to the core of where my wife and I are right now in the course of our relationship. She works days and leaves early in the morning. I work nights and leave in the middle of the afternoon. This week we went through one of those stretches where I got home at night and she was dead asleep and she got up the next morning and I was dead asleep so we didn’t see or talk to each other for more than a day. We sleep in the same bed just inches away and didn’t even get to say hi to each other. So I texted her in the middle of the afternoon.

233p me “Hi”
234p wife “Hi- I miss you”
236p me “Miss you too stranger”
239p wife “How are you”
241p me “Good…you?”
242p wife “OK– looking forward to the weekend”
244p me “yep me too”

That was it. Seven lines over eleven minutes. I hoped I’d see her at night when I got home. She was asleep and I wasn’t about to wake her up. I wanted to. Really wanted to. Thought about it. But I didn’t. And as I sat there in the middle of the night after work, with the family asleep, I thought about our quick exchange of texts. No steaminess there. No innuendo. No deep secrets revealed. Just seven lines that said it all: two tired parents trying to make it all work. And I’m sure we’re not alone.

We are spinning on the hamster wheel and I don’t know quite how to get off or even slow it down. There are bills to be paid, and kids to be raised, and commitments to be met. The wheel keeps going. I remember a time when I was just graduating college when I couldn’t wait to get ON that wheel. My first big job. My first big paycheck. My first big purchases. These were my choices. My choices.

Now twenty years after graduating high school, I’m looking at things with a whole new perspective. I’m looking at my choices and what I’ve accomplished. I’m looking at my choices and the effects they’ve had. I love my wife and my kids more than anything. They deserve more of me and my time. I am here today resolving to recommit to my family and to slow down that wheel. I don’t know exactly how. I don’t know exactly when. But I am determined to slow it all down. My wife and I used to talk for hours on the phone when we first met. I’d write her letters and poetry and notes. It’s unacceptable to me that our relationship can be reduced to seven lines of texting. It’s my fault. It’s time for a change.

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7 Responses to Dadmissions: 7 Lines Of Texting

  1. hiddinsight says:

    You should be proud of yourself for having this discovery before it’s too late. The fact that you are admitting it publicly will help others too. Way to be vulnerable.

  2. Megan Kunker says:

    How do I share this via email only

  3. Megan Kunker says:

    Hey Dadmissions, I emailed this to my husband (who is a detective working at least 70 hours a week, I’m a nurse 40-45 hours per week.) He woke me up at 12:30 a.m. Saturday night/Sunday morning. I had to laugh out loud when he said, “I read your email, so I’m waking you up, honey”. We spent some quality time, although tired, talking about normal things. I wasn’t even tired in the morning! Thanks again

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