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June 28, 2009


Great post. I especially liked the definition of a soul mate. It kind of explains Glen's and my relationship. We are as opposite as two people can be, but that enables us to see the other for what they really are and sometimes too often, to point out that reality to each other. This sometimes makes it hard, but believe me the lines of communication are WIDE OPEN in this marriage and I think that is why is has lasted during times when others would have given up. There are days I would like to kill him,(and I'm sure he feels the same way.) but on most days, I wouldn't trade him for the world.

I like this part:
"In daylight hours, I refused a certain thought, but at night it would consume me."

But I have no special insight about soul mates. I don't believe in them, I guess. And to do so, maybe, is dangerous, because chances are you will meet many soul mates or others that would have been a better "match."

Thanks for the insightful passages! They make you realize that no matter what you are feeling at any point in your life, that there are others out there feeling the same way. They are right about "night consuming me". I think that is why I stay up so late and make myself go to bed right when I am sooooo tired, that I fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow. That way all the things floating around in my head and all the little lists I make for myself over and over in my head, don't have a chance to "consume me" as I lay in the dark waiting for sleep.
Have a restful day with Kitty and take care! Love ya Cathy

When I returned from traveling, I was regularly surprised by the people who came out of the woodwork to let me know they were reading my blog... friends of friends, grandmothers of people I barely know, freelancers with whom I had little contact at MGH. So surprise... I stumbled across your blog after not reading for a loooong time. For better or for worse, I have not kept up. I'm just writing to say that I read E,P,L soon after Ed and I separated. The book chose me at an airport bookstore... I liked the cover and didn't even read the back before I bought it. What struck me about your blog is that I tagged some of the same paragraphs. Reading the book made me feel a tiny bit less like a "criminal jerk" : )

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