Tag Archives: love

Restless

I feel restless and unsettled. I have felt this way all day. It started when I went to work, where most of my yucky feelings begin. Today has sat in my stomach like a knotted ball of yarn, tan and … Continue reading

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The First One

I fell in love the first time in May 1995 to the best, most splendid boyfriend I have ever, ever had. We both had a knack for foreign languages, loved reading, politics, working out together, drinking strong coffee and eating … Continue reading

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This. Is. Love.

A couple of weekends ago, Little Guy and I went to visit my mom. When we stay there, Little Guy and I share a bed. Little Guy LOVES this! It’s better than when I fall asleep with him after snuggling … Continue reading

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The Last Page

The last page of one of Ex’s notebooks contained more clues about his suicide than anything else I read. He had mentioned on the first page of that notebook that he would suffer no more. On the last page, he … Continue reading

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Love You

Last night after Little Guy fell asleep in my arms, I placed his head on his pillow and kissed his forehead.  His eyes fluttered open for a second.   “Love you,” he said.   “I love you, too,” I said. … Continue reading

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Baby Loves Mama and Mama Loves Baby

Last night while I snuggled Little Guy at bedtime, after a minute or two of quietness, he whispered, “I’m pretty lucky.” “What makes you say that?” I whispered back. He breathed out, then said, “Because I have you as my … Continue reading

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New Beginnings

Cheers to the season of breakups and engagements and weddings. I toast this cup of coffee to my recent breakup from the man that everyone, including me, thought I would spend the rest of my life with. Life has no … Continue reading

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