An interesting thing happened the other day. Bimpi and I were strolling to the Chinese place down my street and it grew really cold. As we hurried back into my house, I put on a sweater and she asked if I had another. Before I could answer, her eyes and mine met your sweater hanging Read More…
Last night, I dreamt I was pregnant with your child. The irony or is it suppressed memory? I remember being pregnant with your child – what I thought was going to be our first child – and wishing you’d want it as much as I did. The dream felt so real, that I almost felt Read More…
I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately and I can’t seem to move past one question – was it you or was it me? I know we have moved on (or maybe it’s just you who’s moved on) and I should probably let it all go but sometimes, especially when I can’t move past Read More…