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  • Why so many people relish being in love, sit around daydreaming about marriage, wrap themselves in the idea that one is not whole without another one is beyond me.

    In a few hours, the husband will return for the weekend from his training in Dallas. A two month program that ends in March. He visits every weekend. Or he returns every weekend. "Visit" would mean that he doesn't quite live here full-time.

    Now that my kids are older, and I am older, the idea of living with my kids while living without their dad is not so foreign. It's quite becoming.

    For years, I have house hunted with my husband. All the while knowing I never wanted to live with this man again. I've never grown out of the college dorm roommate routine. It's filled with boundaries.

    At any rate. Apartment hunting in the city, in a private community over a beautiful skyline, where city lights extend toward purple mountains at 8:04 p.m. sounds good.

    Every day, I look forward to that. And in that vision, some partner, some husband, a man, doesn't make it any lovelier.

    I am enough for me. And I love the way my kids apologize when they forget to do their chores.

    photo: Little Rock, Arkansas Wiki
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