Unframed wobbly baby gates since months, just before learning to walk. So husband Yoga sloth stay out of my bubble shirt built essentially a tall base of a dutch door likely 40″ high. I think it had a slide bolt closure. an extra caster wheel to support the side that moved across the rug. Husband stood back to admire his work, as I looked over, child approached. Grabbed on to top, hoisted himself, kicked the side once and threw himself up and over, hang dropping on the kitchen side. “Well, it slows him down anyway, and I can hear him kick the gate, better than those childproof doorknob grip things do, he gets them open faster than I can!”or this beautiful diamond ring that my ex and I had picked out from a special place in Tokyo, I felt like I was being pulled apart by dogs. Every hundred that dropped in my open hand felt like the lash of a whip. Whipping me with shame. perfectly beautiful ring which I had worn for years and put it in the hands of strangers who only looked at its dollar value. I felt sad that I couldn’t wear it any longer and sadder yet for the loss of the life I had wanted.I started to cry and the guy noticed from behind the counter. Are you ok He asked in an emotionless way. More shame.As I put the cash in my bag and began to walk out, there was a weird moment.
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I got ready to unleash my Yoga sloth stay out of my bubble shirt pain as I walked out the door and braced myself for an emotional upheaval. Instead, a voice within stopped me. My boy twin was a real climber, and I think he was about months when we moved into a new home with a walled but door less isle kitchen between dining room and garage entrance. got my cell number and called me.The universe shifted in that instant to its proper alignment. I stood made my goodbyes and went somewhere quite to talk to her. Over the course of 4 months we ran up in call charges talking about everything. Her exhusbands, her year old son. She was in Paris I was in Minneapolis .On a Monday evening in September I asked her to marry me. I was sitting in a Bakers Square eating dinner, She was cooking dinner for herself as her parents had taken her son to visit an Aunt or something for the week. She said yes. I flew down that Wednesday and we were married in a civil ceremony in front of her family on that Saturday. days.