It’s been a while since my last entry, but thanks to my nosey husband, I was reminded that I started this blog to keep track of time. He was in the basement reading an article on another one of my wordpress sites and innocently stumbled on to this one; something I’ve kept hidden and didn’t tell anyone about. At first I felt silly, like a girl whose parents read her diary. But now that I look back and read those posts from a few years ago while I’m sitting in a very public restaurant and I tear up. I’ve never regretted writing my feelings down because I get to reflect on them years later. That experience sends me back to a different time in my life. So much has changed in the last two years! Most for the better, my clothes a little for the worse. But life is still good.
When you’ve been with someone for longer than you’ve been without them, it’s hard to keep secrets.