I started (and stopped) this blog post several times. You see, I’ve had a bit of a hard week. I lost something I loved very much. And, writing is hard when your eyes keep tearing up. Last Thursday, my 2.7 pound Yorkie slipped into our pool and drowned. My husband found her. We were both devastated. While not on the …
The Other Woman
Early in our dating relationship, a spunky redhead set her eyes on my new boyfriend. Despite assurances from Allen that he only had eyes for me, that green monster called jealousy still bit . . . hard. I won’t go into how I wrestled that monster to the ground (my jealousy, not the redhead), but somehow I held onto my …