Against my better judgement and the advice from those around me, I have had quite a few adventures in the intervening months between my suddenly infrequent posts. My short lived romance with my misguided soldier fizzled on my end, but not on his. While he was sweet amd simple and fairly easy to please, I found myself more and more comparng him to the faults of my husband. They were too similiar, too many of the same issues, the same insecurities, and the same ideals. So, without malice or dramaI quietly withdrew, and haven't looked back since.

My estranged husband and myself have attempted to reconcile, much against the advice of those around me. It isn't perfect, and it certainly isn't love but it is shared bills and no more fights over time with my children. I still have my own romantic issues to work through, and there is a pretty little vixen on his end that he won't own up to. Part of me hopes that he developes a relationship with her, and decides once and for all that we are not meant to be.

C. and I are still very good friends...maybe more. His latest romantic conquests have been less than stellar sucesses, and we still find ourselves in contact every single day, without fail. He is so funny, charming and endearing to me. I love him. It really is that simple. In the midst of everything that is going on, our relationship remains the calm in the storm.  I don't know that either of us is actively persuing one another, but there is definitely that dance around the topic, the inevitable. Who knows. It is a busy life, getting more and more so all the time. We shall see, I suppose.