Red called me a week ago, to let me know that he has secured an apartment 2 hours closer to town, away from his ex, and with his twin boys.
The man is charismatic, Christian and full of hope. The best I ever felt about the future was when I had true hope with Nelson, my ex husband. I kind of feel this way about Red... not in a scary bad way... but in a scary good way.
So we met for an impromptu coffee this morning and I realized that he's shorter than me and probably 50 lbs heavier than me. Hmm. Not sure how I feel about that. But he captured my attention. Guess it's just one day at a time, now.
Prayers?
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You got my prayers, Bibba.
Love!!!!
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