This week is/would be/should be my 35th wedding anniversary. It's an anniversary that, with the boys all grown, I should be with the man I was destined to grow old with, exploring someplace romantic or at the very least having a romantic dinner. We should be reminiscing about the good times and the bad and what made our marriage strong enough to get to where we are now. I'm angry and sad and extremely jealous because so many of my other friends are doing exactly that.
I needed to channel my anger in a positive way. And I'm doing it with diamonds. Baseball diamonds that is.
I needed to channel my anger in a positive way. And I'm doing it with diamonds. Baseball diamonds that is.