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mr. man

Pleased to meet you.

November 7, 2008

I’ve finally found some words, between the haze of my viral infection – here you go… the start to the story of how I met Mr. Man. The story, as you know, is still unfolding. We met at the bar my mother and I used to frequent after my father died. Mom and I were [...]

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The Rabbit Hole

November 2, 2008

“I don’t think you’ve ever really been in love.” Mr. Man tells me this as I sit cross-legged on the couch, our knees are touching and he is holding my hands in his. This is his conclusion after weeks of us talking and learning about each other’s checkered pasts – the pasts that led us [...]

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Breakfast in bed.

October 28, 2008

My father loved bringing my mother breakfast in bed. He would also clean the dishes after dinner – every single night, even when he cooked. When he’d come home from work he’d seek her out, “Where is my beautiful wife?” “Upstairs Dad,” we’d sigh. When he found her he’d scoop her up into a sweet [...]

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A kink in the plans…

October 20, 2008

Can dating single moms really fall in love? This weekend a man held my eyes with his and now I’m wondering – can I let myself fall? Am I even able to let go of the happiness I feel as a single mom?

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