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Day 178

  • Sep 8, 2018
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Updated: Jun 26, 2019



My mind keeps running down memory lane. Everything makes me nostalgic for Constance. My memories aren’t a millstone around my neck. My memories are the diamonds in an invisible L'Incomparable necklace. They are immeasurably valuable. They make me feel warm, secure, and at home.


Spending time in hotels means I think about all the times Constance accompanied me to them. She loved the big beds, eating the chocolate frosting off donuts, the complimentary apples, and, most of all, the swimming pools. Even now, I bring all of my bathing suits with me to hotels. Today I’m staying in one that doesn’t even have a pool and I have two suits and a bikini with me. I remember how much fun we had and how lucky I was to have her.

 
 
 

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Sep 09, 2018

Day 179 is posted at https://www.wantmybabyback.com/blog/day-179.

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