Ford Explorer crossed the center divide and hit us head on.
snapped and wrapped around his neck, choking him to death.
confidence in myself and became stronger without David in the picture.
the bills, invested our money, and made most of our major decisions.
times, but also caused me to go back to college to finish the degree I had
put aside to get married.
ahead of me, but how would I handle it alone?
be looking for a “David replacement,” at least not yet.
understand my finances, and became involved in a women’s bridge club.
job, and left immediately when the clock struck five.
sat on the couch watching TV, and downed bucket after bucket of sweet
sometimes frightened me, and meeting another man was out of the
together with others at the office, I remained isolated and alone.
die? Or maybe we both died that day on the freeway.
knew I did not want to take my own life.
out how to expose myself to the world outside.
I reached for the handle, I froze and could not do it.
punish me for the sins of my past?
excuses for my weaknesses I had not been able to overcome.
novel about an eighteenth century love affair, the doorbell rang.
with a beautiful smile on his face.
introduced himself as my new neighbor.
happen, but . . .
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and headed toward the garage.
grandfather reflected my image back at me.
facing the future.
prepared for a journey that both excited and frightened me.
a young man going nowhere in life.
letting the days fly by without making something of myself.
which I could be proud, I smiled.
I had the strength to do what needed to be done.
knew I could accomplish.
others out of fear of failure.
needed to change direction.
to myself and others, I could be a success.
muttered to myself, “I am your man, if you would . . .”