i was thinking about it the other day -
my ex-husband is still my beneficiary. (i never did change it). he called too, taxes are due, and he's living in a room. God, that makes my heart hurt. but whatever we had, as good and bad as it was, we'll never have it again.
and there is space.
having been mostly single for the last seven years, i find i am grateful for my solitude.
maybe i should become a nun, get my motorcycle license, and make riding a habit.