Rush home from work to get changed for a after school event and I’m met by my partner’s kisses and whispers of what she would have done to me in the empty house if I had left work on time. But now the sitter will be back with the kids for dinner any minute. A knock at the door just of cue… but it’s HER ex, there to walk over to the function with us - like we are the Three [lesbian] Amigos. Too fucking awkward.
Walking my partner’s son to school this morning I pass my former partner of 14 years on the sidewalk. She had just walked our son to school since she had him last night. She said hello, hello to the boy and then we just looked at each other for a couple of awkward seconds and said goodbye.
It feels so strange to me. Sometimes like I am walking around in an alternate universe and my old life is still happening on another level somewhere.
The bright yellow belt, cinched tight with the bright orange/red shirt tucked nicely and then stand like this… #fashion #senseofstyle #love #basphoto
What do people see here? My ten-year-old in my boots? He just helped me take out the garbage. Thinks he looks good in my shoes… in his mom’s shoes. He’s afraid to go in the alley to throw he garbage out in the dark alone… he’s afraid of the dark. He plays with stuffed animals and transformers and has his first crush on a girl. Do you see that? I’m so worried about him #ferguson #trayvonmartin #somany - it constantly occupies my thoughts. #basphoto
That moment when you realize that you accidentally took this picture of your ex, in public, at your kids track meet. #soxcrocks #softball
I spent 14 years with her. I guess it’s going on 3 years since it ended. I have to talk to her because our son is 9. As her lips are moving and she is laughing at her own jokes I don’t hear her. I’m thinking about how she can stand there and talk to me like I’m just some chick she used to live with. She was the first long-term relationship I had. I don’t have experience with breakups. I mean I’m over her but I can’t help feeling, like, wow.