Learning to Walk

I feel like for the past few years my husband and I have been running.  We are running a bunch of kids, running work, running the house, running our families, and both running away from each other and then back to each other.  We probably have run the equivalent of several marathons.  Maybe I should have prefaced this paragraph with I hate running. One thing … Continue reading Learning to Walk

Putting her to rest and blank pages

I have been thinking about myself today.  What I need and what I don’t need.  I considered all of the evidence in front of me regarding her and my next move.  Part of me wants to put her behind me cold turkey and hopefully move forward hand-in-hand with my husband, heads held high.  Part of me wants to engage in that conversation with Bobbie so … Continue reading Putting her to rest and blank pages

Fiction is probably more believable

Truth is stranger than fiction.  I’ve always said that, most especially through this whole experience of an extramarital affair.  Bobbie and I joked once that we were going to write a book once about this crazy, mixed up affair.  Both of us would give our account of what transpired from beginning to end.  At this point everybody knew everything and we were (supposedly) working it … Continue reading Fiction is probably more believable