Scene Of The Crime

Eleven years ago today, I got married. Four years ago today, I faced my first January 9th as a newly single, brokenhearted person. Today – for the first time – I returned to the scene of the crime.

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Happier Times

I caught myself, for just a second, wishing for “happier times.” Happier times, when I wasn’t broken. Happier times, when he was by my side. Happier times, when… when… Stop. It’s true, I have never felt more pain, more brokenness, more utter sadness, than in this aftermath of the story I wish I never had […]

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