The Sun and I have Something in Common

“Happy is the man who finds a true friend, and far happier is he who finds that true friend in his wife.” – Franz Schubert Scientists say that every 11 years the magnetic fields of the sun flips. South becomes north, north becomes south. The sun does a flip every 11 years. The sun and I have something in common. It has been 11 years since I vowed to marry my best friend, and I feel like doing a flip. How joyous is that? To know that you have something in common with the sun? To know that 11 years later, I get this feeling, deep underneath my T-shirt, underneath chest stubble, inside my placated heart to jump out of my chair and do a flip. My best friend makes me want to flip out – oh, in the best way possible. Her eyes are the softest brown, caring in their gaze, approving in their wonder. She was kind enough to gift them to our daughter. I see my best friend in our daughter. Wow, do the heart strings play when I look deep into our daughter’s eyes and I see those eyes that I stared into 11 years ago today, tuning out Jon Turner as he read the wedding that I wrote for my friends and family. He face is soft and feminine, holding on to her youth, it’s hard to believe the beauty and symmetry of her face. I’ve woken up in the morning many times, not believing that she was there next to me, beautiful in her state of slumber. This fat, apathetic and tepid mess,...