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Nowhere
They hate me. How am I the bad guy? I kept us together. For 15 years I kept us together. I was the one holding the house together with my own two hands as it ripped me apart day after day. She drank herself to divorce and she’s the hero. She’s the victim. How do…
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Maybe
I’m ashamed to say I took my daughters’ love for granted for 14 years. I thought it was assumed. I thought it was a given. They’re little, young, naive, it doesn’t count… But when it’s gone…you’ll run through fire to get it back. When it’s gone your soul falls from your body flat on the…
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Commitment
I hate the commitment laundry requires. If you start it, you’re committed for the next couple hours of your life. Sigh. That’s no way to live.
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I love you
I love you so much. I don’t want to confuse you and I’m not trying to get back together or anything. I’m just saying I love you. We built something so crazy. We built a family from nothing and we did so much. So much driving, and sleeping, relaxing, movies, popcorn, hot chocolate, cuddling, lots…
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Kitchen Revelation
We’re living in Sicily, Italy. The people and tight knit helpful community, the pizza, the new friends, the culture, the pizza, the bakeries, the espresso… the pizza. It is magnificent. The first year here has been the best our marriage has ever seen. From my point of view. We’re parenting the most adorable and wildly…
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Apology to Aria
I made a promise to you. And that meant something to you. I lied to ur face. Flat out, lie. I knew before I even made that promise I had zero intention of keeping it. And that’s just wrong. I had all my reasons. My daughters. But reasons don’t make it disappear. I still did…
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A Father’s Poem
I just want to let you know, You mean the world to me. And as hard as the wind may blow, I will never take a knee. I hear you, in your silence. I understand you, in your violence. When, “I love you dad” you say, Every hardship ever, simply melts away And my world,…
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It’s Time
It’s 3am. I’m awoken by 19yr old Aria packing bags. She whispers, “I’m going into labor. But it’s ok, go back to sleep. I’m gonna take a bath and shave and stuff.” I groggily reply, eyes widening, “Oh. Okay. I love you.” Laying my head back on the pillow knowing my life is about to…
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First Kiss
Ethan was the opposite of pushy. Extremely respectful. Too respectful? Is that a thing? I met him at a party, liked his “Define Girlfriend” Hollister shirt and didn’t give him a second thought. (I was crushing on his friend already.) I asked my friends, “so who’s the cute blonde?” (She still insists she was never…
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Divorced
Our fifteen year anniversary was six months ago. I think maybe we went out to dinner. It’s been, such a long road… unpaved, unlit, massive pot holes, people darting out in front of us at night in the dark. A long, rough road. So much has been said. Too much. So much has gone unsaid.…
Dirty Messy Love 