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Catch Me

For months, I’ve felt like I was falling through space, without firm ground in sight. I turned to my anchors – friends, older brother, grilled corn, Jon Stewart, a thick novel, prayer, ballet class, Martin Margiela shoes, and none did the trick, although come to think of it, perhaps they did. I plowed through every day. And yes, there were times I asked: would a husband make a difference?

Image: Failure to Engage by Kelly Reemsten

 

 

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  1. Winegoddesstx says:

    I think most of us occasionally ask ourselves if a husband would make a difference. For me it usually happens when big crisis are looming – like Hurricane Ike. Fortunately, my guy friends and neighbors are so thoughtful and good to me. Sometimes I think we ask ourselves the question because that is what so many people imply or tell us we need. Clearly, it’s all still a mystery to me…

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