Recently, I presented at a conference in California and Jim came along to make it a mini-vacation and celebrate our 29th wedding anniversary.
We meandered up the coast visiting beaches between San Diego and LA. Like me, you’ve probably heard how different the west coast is from the east. It’s one thing to hear about it – and a totally different experience to stand with mountains at your back while you look down, down, down at the sea from a cliff.
I saw and learned a lot of new things on this trip, but here’s the thing that really blew me away. In spite of being married for 29 years and thinking we knew everything about each other, for the first time, I learned Jim doesn’t like heights. Wait, maybe that doesn’t quite capture it. What I mean is, Jim, who hates vegetables except peas and corn, is a huge baseball fan and isn’t crazy about Glee, would eat a bushel of beets and skip the World Series to watch a Glee Marathon rather than look down from an elevation higher than say twenty or thirty feet.
Considering the Pacific Coast Highway boasts elevation gains of over 35,000 feet - it was perhaps not the best place to be.
This is a man who back in the day, could sit on the balcony of his 17th floor bachelor pad overlooking the Ben Franklin Parkway in Philly and not throw up – who as a facility manager at Temple walked on roofs.
Should I have known ocean bluffs would do him in?
The only thing that saves me from feeling like an unobservant self-absorbed wife for not knowing is that it was a surprise to him too! Yet another reason to be grateful we live in (flat) Cape May.
Q 4 U – Are you still learning things that surprise you in your relationships?