I sign another line. This time, I do not think about the hoops and swirls and dots. I don’t stop to break a stroke. My hand is stable and my eyes are dry. I flip the paper. I sign another line… …It was a long time ago. When I was young, younger than you are […]Read more "I am Christmas Morning"
I wrote about you. I read what I wrote about you. Then I cried about you. I cried about believing in you and in us. I cried because I swore to you that no matter what happened, I would never leave you. I am fiercely loyal, loyal to a fault. I always have been. But […]Read more "Happy Divorciversary to Me…"