There’s so much to tell about an afternoon with a man who’s no longer wearing our wedding band. So much. But I am drained of words to even begin telling myself that we met, we hugged for the longest time, we sat, we talked, we touched and we cried. Yes, the two of us. I am home now and still asking myself, did we really? This song, playing on the radio on my way home was just a home-run for me … Read More
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