After dating a year and a half I still greet Harry at the door. I still get excited planning meals for him. I still climb onto his lap to my […]
Maybe after 43 years I’m getting what I’ve always known I needed. Someone from my neighborhood however conventional that makes me. Maybe I always knew I needed someone who I could connect with on that level? And someone who I would not overwhelm and who could see my strength as a positive and not a negative which would allow me to be me.