It’s over Just stop Move on Let it drop …
Wednesday, July 12, !989 at 12:15 AM, a 22 year old woman, gave birth to her second child and first son. The single survivor of a pair of twins she had never and would never want, me. My mother, Wendie, the narcissist.
It has been three years since my last disastrous relationship and four since my ex-wife and I parted ways. And to this day I remain and enjoy being alone, for the most part. However, I refuse to settle. Last night my cousin Vanessa and I were up talking well into the early hours of the … More Single
Tomorrow I’m hopping on a plane to Dallas to visit my cousin Vanessa before what is hopefully my last Gene Therapy treatment. I’ll spend the day with her and then we’re taking a nice drive down to Houston. That is where she and my friend Mye will be visiting me each day after my tests … More Texas
It has been three days since the last time I remember eating. Mind you this is not intentional or due to lack of food. I simply don’t feel hunger. And when I am distracted, busy or working I have a tendency of forgetting to eat. It isn’t until I’m running on vapors and my body … More Take your time
One of my favorite songs long before it became ours. And finally, after years, I can listen to it, sing along and enjoy it without it reminding me of what I lost. What I threw away when I broke your heart.
For years this has been one of my favorite phrases. I’ve repeated it again and again to myself. I’ve written it a thousand times. But today I finally passed it on to someone new.