Maturity Was Just Too Messy for Me
14/10/2007
An older woman taught a lesson very different from what I expected.
An older woman taught a lesson very different from what I expected.
He was uneasy with beliefs worn on the sleeve, or in my case, on my head.
Two sets of parents and an East-West emotional divide.
The man who once wanted me to have his baby now hangs from hooks. My fault?
I had given up on loving my stepchildren, or their loving.
A moment of pure glee, which happens before everything changes.
I asked the Internet, When do you tell dear baby “I love you”?
I didn’t want hugs or cards after my divorce, and thanks to the hurricane, I got none.
Cancer lets you cut to the chase; time together means more now.
Closer than sisters, we always said. And then, suddenly, it ended.