Rocky shoals ahead. Divorce looms onshore. Sadness. Devastation. Resignation. Just keep moving.
Rocky shoals ahead. Divorce looms onshore. Sadness. Devastation. Resignation. Just keep moving.
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So sorry to hear. Stay strong.
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I am managing. by the skin of my teeth. by hens teeth! by some mythological creature. by the grace of god. whatever. it’s helping!!!!
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So sorry 😦
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thank you, I know, it’s the saddest thing ever
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Hey Kim, Happened to run across this announcement on your site. Sorry you are going through this…I’m not on Facebook (it’s a time sucker) but I try to keep up with people in other ways. Your links come to me on Linkedin. We do need to have a good chat sometime. Sheila S.
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oh, Sheila, I think about you often… you were one of the few people in high school, and in my life up to now, to actually enjoy what you called my “cosmic discussions.” for that, I am eternally grateful. oh, and then there was that night I spent on your bathroom floor, “hugging the toilet…” oops! too many vodka gimlets at that ladies night thingie. 🙂
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Very sorry to hear this, Kimberly. For both of you.
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Jessica, thank you. I am sorrier about this than probably anything in my life. it’s just a tragedy. and bob has his side. we both do.
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Kimberly, all of that and more, I’m sure. Keep your mantra as “This too shall pass”. Love you, Teddi
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teddi, I’ve been thinking about you sooooo much lately!!! I have to come to visit again, or you could come visit me, I have a bunch of guest rooms available. seriously! two houses in g’ville, a 6.5 acre farm in Micanopy, and now a fishing cabin in cross creek, on the creek itself. a block from the yearling restaurant & down the street from Marjorie kinnan rawlings house. you have an open invitation. remember seventh grade? walked up to me in shop class… “I love you.” I about fell over, but I was hooked! still am. you’re one of the best friends I have ever, and probably will ever, have. love.
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