Race into love

Running away does not make it work. Forcing it does not work. When you look back you think you saw signs. The friendship that remains and the sister I gained make me happy.

Maybe when I look back I see I have been running for a long time. I am well aware that when I met my first husband he was just not that into me. We were working it out and I broke up with him for someone local. He lived in LA and I lived in Chicago. I think I wanted to be in LA so bad that when the Chicago guy failed I was going to make it happen.

I absolutely did love my first husband, when I look back I see I had a lot of loose ends. In a perfect world I should have tied up those ends before moving forward. Life is full of lessons, we just take them when we are ready.

I recall the first time I met my ex husband. I brought him a birthday cake to the car racetrack he was racing. I said Happy Birthday, here is your cake and I am your present.” Wow I seemed to have confidence, not really.  I was determined to make it work out.

The last weekend I was in Chicago I went out with Mr. Doritos. We went to dinner and a movie. After the movie he asked when he would see me again. I said I hope the next time you see me my last name is something else. It will never work out between us. Well the last part is true but we would run into each other from time to time. I am not sure why the karma never ended.

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