Monthly Archives: November, 2015

Rest Area Black Friday

I cried after Thanksgiving.  As a dutiful partner, I spent the day with his family instead of mine.  It was the first Thanksgiving I’d not spent with my family in over a decade.  I missed my family.  I missed our traditions.  I missed everything which made Thanksgiving Thanksgiving.  Spending that day with his family was foreign …

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Missing Limb

About a dozen years ago, a friend told me that her husband was like a part of her – like when he was gone, she was missing a part of her – like a limb or something.  She said that without him, she wasn’t complete. That idea almost made me angry – why would someone …

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