A friend posted this on her Facebook recently. It spoke to me.
https://www.nytimes.com/2018/04/06/style/modern-love-sleeping-with-married-men-infidelity.html After one of my favorite exercise classes this morning I was in a super good mood. I picked up my mobile phone to check the weather for this afternoon and accidentally hit the News app icon with my clumsy fingers. The above Times article blasted across my screen. I read it. Of course I did. … Continue reading Rationalization 101
I decided this week that I have been away from my blog long enough. To be honest, I'm having issues with my laptop's air drop function. I haven't been able to transfer photos from my iPhone X and you know how much I love photos. So, I am, for the first time ever, posting on … Continue reading I’m in the South, y’all
It seems to me that ever since I wrote the post about Control and the photo of the other woman, I have felt a weird vibe here on the old blog. First let me get this off my chest. My husband has his own path. He is a recovering sex addict. His recovery includes counseling, … Continue reading Did I forget to say how great my husband is?
My younger son, The Peacemaker, is really into classic films. He is a budding filmmaker himself. He has subscribed to a website by which he can access old movies that aren't readily available on other sources. We've watched numerous films from all over the world and of varying genres and spanning decades. We recently watched … Continue reading A Woman Under the Influence
We have watched episodes of 'Finding Your Roots' before. The PBS Television Series in which they do extensive genealogical research, including DNA analysis, on prominent Americans and then share it with the person in a sort of interview format. We haven't watched very many. I know we watched the episode with Martha Stewart (because I … Continue reading Damn if Bernie Sanders didn’t make me sad
Although my husband is a diagnosed sex addict, he is also a cheater. When I first found out about his cheating, I had no idea he was a sex addict or that such a thing was even real. There were a lot of revelations on his part over those first few days, and an obvious … Continue reading Betrayal doesn’t define me
“When your heart is broken, you plant seeds in the cracks and pray for rain.” ― Andrea Gibson Three and a half years ago I wrote a journal entry and when I posted it on my blog in November, 2014, I titled it: Planting the seeds and I end the post with... I am cracked, but I … Continue reading Where happiness grows
My younger son has suggested I go back to school and get a degree in psychology. He thinks, perhaps, that I like to talk about this situation of being married to a sex addict, a secret keeper and a liar if you will, betrayer of our marriage, a little too much? I don't know. I … Continue reading Psychologically speaking…
Blue Eyes reads this blog. Every entry, and most comments. I am always bluntly honest with my feelings, the feelings I am feeling at the time I sit down to write. Feelings change, people change (yes, they do), but I guess what I am saying is, what you read here is the real deal. This … Continue reading Let me be clear