Tag: soul mates

Eastward Ho! Part III (Actually Part II.) Confused Yet? Good, so am I. Onward!

Six years ago… The first day journey was relatively uneventful (except for my love shipping ALL our shoes to upstate NY.) Most aspects of the move were completely unplanned.  One of the few things we DID plan (besides mine sapphires in MT) was to visit as… Continue Reading “Eastward Ho! Part III (Actually Part II.) Confused Yet? Good, so am I. Onward!”

Sometimes the chocolate box of life gives you the best kids in the world.

We got married over an year and a half ago and it was perfect.  Not because everything went the way we planned but because it didn’t. The only thing I really cared about was having the kids there with us.  They dressed as they… Continue Reading “Sometimes the chocolate box of life gives you the best kids in the world.”

It’s all fun and games till someone calls “NIYDEK!”

I have often heard people talking about activities and situations that they “could never do with a spouse without killing them.”  My husband and I have done so many of the things others recommend not to I have lost count.  For example, we have:… Continue Reading “It’s all fun and games till someone calls “NIYDEK!””

7/13/2010 -Today you said you love me.

Without preamble or question, today you said you love me. My heart leapt out of my chest and my breath stopped in my throat. All I did was build a fort and my reward was a unsolicited statement of affection. I could only answer… Continue Reading “7/13/2010 -Today you said you love me.”

The closest I’ll ever get to writing a love poem

To all those who have never fallen in love. Never tripped over your own soul to be swallowed by another’s. For all the people that have contrived meetings, set forth guidelines to follow safely into planned monogamy. For those who think they have fallen… Continue Reading “The closest I’ll ever get to writing a love poem”

How can I tell?

Am I beautiful? How can I tell? I could look for the answer in the mirror to see what I need to cover up. I could give myself a number either off a scale or tag. I could look at the the beautiful people… Continue Reading “How can I tell?”

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