This July 27th, so he told me, would've been our 25th wedding anniversary. That didn't happen, but we break bread together as old friends. Actually he had a coke, and I had three glasses of wine. Strange how he remembers the anniversary, while I always forget. I always remember the day he moved out of our West Village apartment. How I was listening to Philip Glass play the piano at P.S. 122, while he took the dog, the kitchen table and Shiva.
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Cool that you can be pals. I have two ex-wives - don't think I could be in the same room with either of them, much less actually touch one or the other!
ReplyDeleteI just have the one ex-husband and yes its nice that we've remained friends!
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