So its been about 9 weeks since the divorce was final (but who is counting, right?). I find myself thinking about her all the time. I still see her in my mind, and I think about how beautiful she is, and how I miss her. I know, you probably wonder if I’m looking through rose-colored…
Today was a very busy day, and I’ve not had time to think about what to say in my blog, so I’ll just say hello, and thanks for dropping by. I’m headed out of town for a few days, and may not be able to post, but if I can, I will.
I’ve mulled this one over for a long time. What will I do when she goes on a date. Believe it or not, I still have hopes that she will fall back in love with me, run home, and ask for absolution! Honestly, I just don’t know what I am going to think when that…
Remember the old TV commercial with the bathtub ring that wouldn’t come out? Okay, maybe that’s a bit before your time (and mine). I have a similar situation. No, not the ring on my bathtub, but the ring on my finger. I can’t seem to get rid of that darn thing. I’ve tried putting it…
I’m going to do something today that I’ve never done, and its really my fault for never doing it. I’m going to ride my motorcycle with a group. I recently traded my smaller motorcycle in for a new Honda Gold Wing (its a touring bike, in case you didn’t know). I’m honestly not sure why…
I’ve talked to many people who are separated and/or divorced, and they all have different things that are their ‘worsts’. For me, its sleep… or more importantly, how I sleep. For 27 years, I slept next to my mate, cuddled next to her, with my arm around her waist, over her breasts and my hand…
Welcome to my blog. I’m not really sure where to begin. I’m a 52 year old male, lived in Texas my entire life, and after 27 years of marriage, I’m now divorced. My beloved bride and I met almost 30 years ago, when she was just a little tyke of 17. I’m pretty sure her…
