A tribute to my wife.

Being Married Doesn’t Make Her a Wife

Tony Pretlow
Wake. Write. Win.


She decides where the coffee cups go and when to use oil instead of butter.

She knows when the refrigerator gets cleaned or has too much clutter.

She tells you to put the seat down and when it’s time to shave.

She didn’t marry you for your looks.

And that’s not why she’s stayed.

She has a meter for when the sheets get changed and when towels have hung too long.

She wears a grim face that cuts to the chase when you’ve done her wrong.

She tells you when you’ve had enough and when it’s time for bed.

She’s the one who brings stuff up for something that you said.

She’s the one who gets us home when we’ve lost our way.

She learned to use the GPS instead of AAA maps from back in the day.

She’s my best friend. It’s hard to describe. It goes beyond words.

She’s more than my better half. She’s more like my better two thirds.

Do you have questions about what to do with your life?

Bring them to me. I’ve been married three times, but

I’ve only had one wife.



Tony Pretlow
Wake. Write. Win.

Passionate. Dedicated reader and commenter. Occasional writer. I enjoy writing poetry and prose. Father of five. Happily married/retired. Northwestern U. Alumus