The Red Toothbrush

I’ve had plenty of time to get used to the fact that she will never brush her teeth with the red toothbrush – or any other toothbrush – ever again. Or maybe I’ll never get used to it. Ever.

Armed with eco- friendly cleansers, I came into the bathroom that she shared with her brother, ready to get my most hated chore over and done with. Even though I’ve cleaned this bathroom every week in the last six months, and even though her brother no longer shares it, neither of us brings up the red toothbrush. Ever.

At least not so far.


Fresh Start

The theater was packed. It was almost time for the movie to start and there were no empty seats. Except for the one to her right. Where is he?

Seven years ago, they met up at this very theater for a movie, then had dinner at the romantic Italian restaurant down the street. Tonight they were to do the same. A fresh start, to breathe new life into their comatose relationship. Hard to do if he’s not here.

She checked her phone again, only to see a blank screen. As the house lights came down, she blinked back her tears.

A Toast

The hotel room wasn’t too fancy. It was nice and cozy, albeit a bit overpriced. It didn’t matter. This room was just fine for what they had planned.

It was quite by accident that they found out their respective spouses were here at this hotel together. A lucky break. So they agreed to get a room and devise a plan to confront them both. She was comfy on the red sofa and he was at the mahogany desk, ready to get to the task at hand. But first, with room service champagne, they toasted to lucky breaks. And new beginnings.

Accidentally On Purpose

The one thing you need to know about me is that I didn’t mean to do it. I swear, it was an accident. Well, okay, I made a snap decision, but I had no idea the opportunity would present itself. So, I guess you could say it happened accidentally on purpose.

It’s been over a week, and let me state for the record, it wasn’t worth it. I can’t sleep and I’m always looking over my shoulder, I’d return it to her if I could, but what’s done is done.

I’m so not cut out for a life of crime.

A Farewell Note

I’m sorry that it’s come to this, but I truly believe it’s for the best. Not just for me, but for you as well. Whether we want to admit it or not, it’s become painfully obvious that we’re not meant to be together.

We are completely different kinds of people and we want different things. You made a great effort, and I appreciate it. I hope you think I did the same. But we can’t go on kidding ourselves. One of us needs to be braver enough to do the right thing, even though it’s difficult.

Go find your happiness.


Hello June!



Hello June!

Here we are again, you and me. We make a great pair, always enjoying each other’s company. I hope you’re rested up and ready to go. We’re going to be busy.

Air travel and a couple of road trips are on the agenda. We’ll experience the hustle and bustle of the Big Apple, then enjoy the quiet serenity of the ocean. We’ll sing and dance at an outdoor concert, and pick our own lavender from fragrant fields.

Warmer temperatures bring new adventures. I always try to make the best of our time together, as you are my favorite.

Doggie Adoption


It seems like it was yesterday, though it was thirteen years ago. My
husband and I weren’t planning on getting one that day, but fate had other plans.

A local dog rescue organization was holding an adoption event. We thought we would get some information and see how much adoption fees were. Adopting a dog is a big deal, and even though we had been talking about it, we weren’t sure if we were ready yet.

I saw him and scooped him up immediately. I looked at my husband. “Run home and get the checkbook.”

Our dog had found us.