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Of the withdrawal symptoms I’ve dealt with, “brain quivers” are the worst part by far. It feels like my brain is made of Jello and has involuntary urges to fidget from time t...
Chris and I in Newport Beach, around 2008-ish. Since I started writing about my experience with Roman so much has happened. I went on medical leave from work, discovered I had a heart condition, went...
I started this blog back in October with the intention of it being a cathartic work in progress, not knowing what would come of it, or where it would lead. At the time I simply knew that I had a R...
Video games, Japanese animation, and the rock band, Weezer, are among the things that will forever and always remind me fondly of Roman. He loved all three, but as far as music went, Weezer wa...
Though five years my junior, Roman was wise beyond his years. He was excellent with planning and budgeting when I was in grad school and the two of us were living on his 28K a year salary. Wit...
Before I went on leave from work, I often wrote my thoughts in password protected iPhone journal apps. When I was going through difficult times, they helped me get through the day and allowed me to m...
Roman used to love to sing along to songs no matter where he was. He wasn’t necessarily an awful singer, though he wasn’t exactly on point either. Roman knew he usually couldn̵...
When Roman died, people who were unaware of his indiscretion [and my resulting anger] used to tell me that I’d always have the memories. “Hold on to them…,” they’...
I’ve been debating about how to best present this post. I wrote it, published it, pulled it, republished it, revised it, and still it didn’t feel right to me. In my head it looked differe...
I used to like to cook but I don’t anymore. Sometime after Chris moved to California, I stopped. Time is a blur for me nowadays, so I’m not exactly sure when the transition occurred. Chri...
I used to like to cook but I don’t anymore. Sometime after Chris moved to California, I stopped. Time is a blur for me nowadays, so I’m not exactly sure when the transition ...
Depression finally forced me to stop running before my heart could stop me permanently. Strange. Roman’s heart stopped him from running too. I realize now that my somewhat negative slant never served...
When Roman died, the world as I knew it also died. Before that, if I’d been placing bets on the functionality of my mind’s gray shades and it’s ability to keep things in perspective, I’d have surely ...
Never fear, I still have plenty more to say. But I’ve moved my blog over from Blogger’s web hosting, to my own self-hosted WordPress 0;site. The new site isn’t quite re...
I threw away all of Roman’s hand written notes to me in my fury over my confrontation with the other woman. They wound up in our apartment complex’s dumpster because they were the closest...
There is an old Chinese proverb that says, ” You cannot prevent the birds of sorrow from flying over your head, but you can prevent them from building nests in your hair.” I loved that sa...
In case you missed it, I was a guest on The Feisty Woman Show on Blog Talk Radio on Sunday 5/22. On the show we discussed my experience with infidelity and I gave listeners my advice for avoidin...
Me, scratching my head (I think?) Walking down a beach path during Chris’s first visit. Within a few months of being introduced, Chris and I met in person, in April 2007. He actually made ...
Never fear, I still have plenty more to say. But Ive moved my blog over from Bloggers web hosting, to my own self-hosted WordPress&nbs p;site. The new site isnt quite ready yet, but Blogger ...
I threw away all of Romans hand written notes to me in my fury over my confrontation with the other woman. They wound up in our apartment complexs dumpster because they were the closest thing to his ...
There is an old Chinese proverb that says, " You cannot prevent the birds of sorrow from flying over your head, but you can prevent them from building nests in your hair." I loved that saying...
Me, scratching my head (I think?)Walking down a beach path during Chriss first visit. Within a few months of being introduced, Chris and I met in person, in April 2007. He actually made a few tr...
Chris and me at a Scottish restaurant in New York City. We werent vegetarians yet and just had our minds blown by haggis. During our first few correspondences, Chris did not have his photo available ...
Me, distracted in 2008 or 2009. I dont remember the year...Its all a blur. Im not exactly sure when "cultural night" started. Maybe two weeks or so after Roman died. Since then, time has been...
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