2/13/26 the phone call
a break up rendered
how do you feel..... when it started with a phone call the tone serious..... as you try and get through a busy day the words ....
we need to talk but not in front of the kids
my thoughts instantly going to his health .... was he okay?
tying up errands before taking our youngest to dinner then his first ever dance Never did my thoughts go to something else ......
Home finally and then quiet... enough for a phone call
To the man that I fell in love with 25 years ago but separated from for 10 my husband the father of my heartbeats......
worry... first as i ask whats going on? only to have my heart shredded a bit
realizing that divorce is our next step as he moves on..... to his new love
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Kia T Cooper-Erbst
Writer, poet, author. submissive. Mom of three wonderful human beings. These are the first things that come to mind when I think of myself besides being the obvious.... which is daughter, wife,etc.
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