Fun encounter with the fairer sex this morning. Went outside my apartment to the Farmer’s Market that usually serves only to deprive me of parking on Friday night. Browsed a little, then to the java stand. The pretty twenty-something compliments my “Frozen” shirt with a giggle and asks what I’d like. “Well … I’ve been craving a BBC. A big–” [beat, anxiety on her face] “black …” [beat, eyes widen] “… coffee.” She laughs. Funny she knew the acronym– maybe she’s...
Just a glimpse of her face inside Super Flea, but I was sure I’d seen her before. I checked the mobile/locals features on my phone’s PoF and OKC apps, but got nothing. Oh well. I was leaving, anyway. I’d sold off this week’s portion of my childhood to pay for the mistakes of my adulthood, and there isn’t much left there I haven’t seen. There she is in the parking lot walking ahead of me, so I call out, “Hey,...
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3 responses to ““I’m Married””
Quinn – You might remember me as Darby on GW aka many other warriorcharacters else MOO/MUD. I played my share of Scrabble with you, and respect you. I also followed you on Facebook for a long time, loving the photos of your family and the fact that you’d found real love in your life.
I just read your entire blog. There is a book in this – write it! Seriously. There are so many fathers walking the same painful path you’re struggling along now. Your voice needs to be heard.
I’m wishing you and your daughters every break Fortune can allow. Please don’t lose hope or heart. They need you.
Fondly,
Tish
Thanks so much! Unfortunately, I don’t have the focus and ambition to do so, as evidenced by my fourteen years late reply.
I had no right to holler at that poor woman walking alone in a parking lot. I can’t imagine doing that today, or that I was ever that cavalier about human interaction. My sincerest apologies, whoever you were.