“No, no I didn’t. You call every female baby. I hated it and I tried to tell you how much, but you couldn’t hear me, because all you could think about was yourself and when you could get your hands on the next drink.”
“You know I couldn’t help it. I’m like a little boy in an old man costume.”
“That’s just it. I don’t want a little boy, a bad boy, any boy…I want a grown ass man and he just walked out of here with my best friend.”
I'm a writer. Life happens and then I write. I write about #love, #romance, #heartbreak, #erotica, #BDSM, #family, #friends, #travel, the #government, the #IRS, the #users, #losers and #abusers...the #haters, #naysayers and people who want to suck the life right out of you. I get real. I write from #experience. I write from #life. I write about #depression and #elation, #relationships and #loneliness. The #good, the #bad and the #ugly. I even write about how life can be so "#daily". #Relationships, #Elderly, #Dating, #Lonliness
I have two grown #children, Autumn Abernathy, married and Zachary McCall, single. And there's my #granddaughter, Rhiannon Elizabeth, at #college, in a #sorority and living her own life. I've owned #businesses. I've had the IRS come after me. I've been married twice to abusive men. I've dealt with more #attorneys than I care to think of. I've #traveled. I've loved, I've been #hurt. I'm no different from any of you out there. Only now, I write books and I'm doing this #blog to share stories, hopefully#inspire and give #hope.
Come along with me...while life happens. #love #relationships #heartbreak
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Life Happens Then You Write 