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Day 18: When the man of my dreams showed up on my door step (Part II)

The next time I saw Kent was when Kurt and I borrowed his van to move across town. Kurt, Kurt’s friend Warren, and I moved into a cute house a half a block from Amazon Park (Eugene, OR). 498 more words


At times...

At times I hate you
And wonder what is it am doing
Then again I miss you
And wonder why I ever doubted

At times I wonder… 106 more words


Day 17: When the man of my dreams showed up on my door step (Part I)

Sometimes I get to share the story of how my husband Kent and I met. The last time I shared this story was at a dinner party earlier this month. 411 more words


¿Qué por que te quiero?

Esta pregunta me la hizo un hombre, un hombre de esos que después de varios intentos en la historia terminan dando dolor de

Y de esta historia solamente terminará en relato, citando las cosas más bellas para no abrumar en el hartazgo. 636 more words



Every morning, rushing over to school leaving behind a half-eaten breakfast, a breezy journey with recollections of what happened the previous day and high expectations of what could happen that day… Then a sudden surge of nausea on remembering my homework has been forgotten all about. 518 more words

Breathing love.

“What is your drug of choice?” he’d ask me whenever we would meet.
“You”,I’d answer.

We were like the pages of the two very different books stapled together with love and life.I knew if I ever wanted to see the sunrise,it would be beside him. 117 more words



So, I think I’ve fallen in love. Not from meeting someone by chance and it happening from there but I met this person on a dating app that is known for just hook ups and fooling around. 159 more words