A letter to the man who taught me how to love…Valentines day Part 1

I find no coincidence that in my 29 years I have never celebrated valentine’s day… or my birthday. I am, first of all, so forgetful I rely on my diary to remind me to unhang clothes from the line after laundry! The only thing I don’t need reminders for is my time for a plate…

Boy,is she treating you like that? Well blame her father

It is 1 in the morning. I have not blinked an eye and it does look like that is going to happen soon. So I am singing loudly to Donna Summer and Seal’s chemistry-laden version of Seal’s Crazy. As I shake my head to the pulsating drum beat, I am looking at the pictures of…

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