It appears I have a human shadow.
Everywhere I go, he is right there behind me.
He follows me from room to room, humming tunes from his favourite TV shows.
If I walk to the kitchen, he will wander in shortly after.
If I try to sneak upstairs to grab 20-minutes for myself, approximately 4-minutes later he will relocate to the room I am in .
He talks to me while I am in the bath.
When I am on the toilet.
And, while I am pretending to be asleep.
Sometimes he likes to perform a little dance for me.
Of course there are times when life separates us, but he will still always attempt to speak to me on the phone many times a day.
As much as I enjoy his company, sometimes I just like to be on my own.
As much as I love him, and I really do, sometimes I just want to shower in silence.
There are other times when we are in the same room together, but perhaps I am doing something else. Like speaking on the phone, tapping on my laptop, watching TV… although this does not seem to distract him.
Then there are the times when he will beckon me to talk to him while he is the bath, on the toilet, or getting dressed for the day.
Maybe I should be flattered that he wants to spend so much time with me. That he does not like to be apart for too long. It is quite sweet really…
But joined at the hip? I do not remember agreeing to this in our wedding vows. When we committed to being by each other’s side forever more, till death us do part, I did not think it meant literally.
My husband, my shadow.