Dear Diary,
That is how I used to start off in the books I used to write in when I was a teenager. Actually, I kept a diary until I got married. I really don't know why I stopped. Perhaps I felt like I lost my individuality. I no longer have most of those diaries and my marriage failed. There are of course many reasons for that, and I will be the first to admit that at some point, I simply did not care anymore to fix it. But, after all of these years, there is a piece of me that regrets not having that man by my side. We are still friends. We still write occasionally, we are facebook friends. When he got on FB, I was one of the first people he looked up. Truth be known, I checked FB on a regular basis to see if he was on there.
So why, do I still think about him? Is there something wrong with me? It's not like I think there would ever again be anything between us, but what?...........it is just silly.
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