When you see a story of infidelity in the movies, it’s represented as a painfully beautiful dance of desire and then pain, struggle and confrontation, and then . . . the crescendo of drama portraying the glory of all that love could aspire to be.
In real life infidelity is messy, complicated, ugly. Full of shock, confusion, bitterness, agony, and despair.
The bills still roll in. The dentist office still rings for appointment reminders. Supper still needs to be made. And you wonder how the world keeps turning as though nothing has changed, when in reality nothing will ever be as it was before. Everything has changed.
And there in a moment when you don’t know how to pick yourself up, when you don’t know how the heartache will ease, your little girl with big bright eyes gives Zippy a kiss.