An Open Letter To My Birth Daughter And The Man Who Judged That Relationship
Last night, I met a man for dinner. This was not our first evening together laughing, joking, telling stories, and eating toys we thought were candy. He is handsome, easy to talk to and fun to dream with. The problem is that he disappears for days at a time. I thought our summer romance had dwindled and I let it go. Disappointed, I did the emotional work to move on. Last night, there was an opportunity to meet this man for dinner; I had every intention of figuring out what ha
