I call him Romeo but he was never really all that romantic or necessarily faithful… My soul recognized his soul thirty eight years ago this Spring. I was tangled up in dreamy, impractical love adoring and clinging, jealous, possessive love. Other women warned me his grandmother, his mother and both of his previous wives… male […]

Two weeks into …

Two weeks into the newest year     …well, the only year we have if we are a forward looking people. I dabble and dawdle a lot in memories so I sometimes find large chunks of the new year has flown by and I think it must still be January and winter. The truth is, […]