Terrace Sucks

It sucks on cellular levels.

The drive in was painful.  Closer we got… the more I hurt.

My friends were all talking about their husbands and how they’d met and how long they’d been together.   All I could think of was…. we’d have been married 17 years this year.  And together 19.

I wanted to share my stories… but didn’t want to start crying or be the Big Sad Widow.

So I kept quiet and listened.

And watched the scenery change as we got closer to where my life with him started.

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