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Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
However, this is not about them….
This is about me.
If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.
Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
Feel free to read or share the link with others.
But remember this; this life belongs to me.Sitting here working on the latest part of my prospectus, about half way done. I realized I needed to open a PDF and realized how many other tabs I had open. Makes perfect sense to close the unnecessary ones, right? Yeah, no. Should have left well enough alone. Normally, I name my paper right as
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Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
However, this is not about them….
This is about me.
If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.
Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
Feel free to read or share the link with others.
But remember this; this life belongs to me.Like I said, I had no idea what the hell was going on. After my kids left, only two agents stuck around. The rest went where ever agents go when they aren’t pointing guns at people. Ok, that’s not really fair. They were doing their jobs, and I do get that. Just at the time
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Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
However, this is not about them….
This is about me.
If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.
Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
Feel free to read or share the link with others.
But remember this; this life belongs to me.Now, I take no credit for the following, but I think it states, in words, what a lot of people feel, but don’t necessarily know how to put into words. “I don’t think that any of us planned for the things we’ve had to go through. Maybe that’s the whole point of living in the
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Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
However, this is not about them….
This is about me.
If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.
Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
Feel free to read or share the link with others.
But remember this; this life belongs to me.My pregnancy moved along. I had a scare at Christmas time. I was bleeding and made a quick trip into my Gyno. All was good, but I needed to stay on bedrest for a few days. Good thing I had a week off of school. But this did necessitate telling people I was pregnant. I
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Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
However, this is not about them….
This is about me.
If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.
Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
Feel free to read or share the link with others.
But remember this; this life belongs to me.We arrived in my hometown (no, I’m not going to specify just in case someone I actually know reads this). I was so happy to see my kids, and my folks. Everyone was happy to see me. ER not so much. My parents thought that we were moving too fast. To be honest, we were.
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Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
However, this is not about them….
This is about me.
If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.
Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
Feel free to read or share the link with others.
But remember this; this life belongs to me.This is a story I really don’t want to tell. It ends both badly and with my third greatest gift. After we had been talking for a couple of months, husband #2, I guess I’ll call him ER, suggested that he come and help us move. I felt like I was out of options at
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Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
However, this is not about them….
This is about me.
If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.
Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
Feel free to read or share the link with others.
But remember this; this life belongs to me.I started talking to guys in the PNW. I knew as soon as I could pack up the kids and get the Hell out of OK, I was going to. No reason not to. The ex hadn’t bothered to see the kids but a handful of times in months, despite having to basically pass our
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Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
However, this is not about them….
This is about me.
If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.
Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
Feel free to read or share the link with others.
But remember this; this life belongs to me.Ok, folks, story time. So, to be perfectly honest…. After we had been separated for a few months, well in all but name for 7, and I found out that he had taken ‘her and her kids’ 2000 miles home to meet the family, I got mad. I decided I wanted to have some fun,
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Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
However, this is not about them….
This is about me.
If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.
Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
Feel free to read or share the link with others.
But remember this; this life belongs to me.Ok, this is what is happening now, in real time. I haven’t said much about who I am now, or what I do. I just really haven’t addressed it. I know a while back that I mentioned (a few times) that I am a social worker. Obviously, I work with children (and some adults) with
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Some things might be better kept in the dark…. Some people might prefer that secrets stay there…
However, this is not about them….
This is about me.
If you see yourself among the pages and are offended by what I wrote, know that I don’t care; this is my life, and how I feel about things and how I feel it was lived.
Please don’t take or publish from this blog. It is mine and pertains to my life.
Feel free to read or share the link with others.
But remember this; this life belongs to me.He came begging me to not send the letter(s). Did I not realize what would happen to him if I did? His career would be over! Yeah, well, I was over a lot at that point. But, and here it is folks…. “If I end up with a dishonorable discharge and end up in the
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