Back in my 40’s, I thought I loved a man who turned out to be so wrong for me.

We’d broken up at least 3 times during the two and a half years we were together.

But while apart, an intense longing for the other would occur.

It was only a matter of time before we’d come back together celebrating a harmonious honeymoon truce.

But, it wouldn’t take long for the problems that created the break up to reappear.

Finally, after two and a half years I said ENOUGH…We’re DONE!


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