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A Heart to Heart

I had to have a heart to heart with my partner today.

This is how it went:

Me: I need to have a chat with you.

He: Why’s that Blanch?

art by Rob Goldstein
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Me: I think I’ve been—well…sorta bitchy.

He: Really Margo?

 

Art by Rob Goldstein
Found on Pinterest

Me. Yeah.

He. Aaaand….

Me: Well–I think my creative process is alot like menopause!

He. Ya don’t say Blanch.

Art by Rob Goldstein
found on Pinterest

Me: So. I’m really sorry.

He. Awww, c’com! Group hug!

kittens
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The Perks Of Dating Much Older Men

This is a fascinating post! There is a 15 year age gap between me and my partner.

What are your thoughts on this topic?

The Little Mermaid

When it comes to dating, the rotten rule that has been around for generations states that it is socially acceptable for a person to be romantically involved with someone who’s age is at least half your age plus seven. However, there are people, SANE people, who deviate from the norm and date someone much younger or older than them; which, in my humble opinion, is totally fine as long as both individuals connect.

In my post, I’m going to write on the advantages a young woman has when she dates an older man, say +15 years her senior. While you must be cudgelling your brains about what has triggered me to blog on this, let me confess beforehand that as a young woman myself, I find older men enormously attractive. They are a whole package! And the fascinating thing with them is that they equate me on many levels –…

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Aquí te amo – Here I love you…

This month my partner and I celebrate 23 years together
           This month my partner and I celebrate 23 years together


Here I Love You, in English.

Aquí te amo.
En los oscuros pinos se desenreda el viento.
Fosforece la luna sobre las aguas errantes.
Andan días iguales persiguiéndose

Se desciñe la niebla en danzantes figuras.
Una gaviota de plata se descuelga del ocaso.
A veces una vela. Altas, altas estrellas.

O la cruz negra de un barco.
Solo.
A veces amanezco, y hasta mi alma está húmeda.
Suena, resuena el mar lejano.
Este es un puerto.
Aquí te amo.

Aquí te amo y en vano te oculta el horizonte.
Te estoy amando aún entre estas frías cosas.
A veces van mis besos en esos barcos graves,
que corren por el mar hacia donde no llegan.

Ya me veo olvidado como estas viejas anclas.
Son más tristes los muelles cuando atraca la tarde.
Se fatiga mi vida inútilmente hambrienta.
Amo lo que no tengo. Estás tú tan distante.

Mi hastío forcejea con los lentos crepúsculos.
Pero la noche llega y comienza a cantarme.
La luna hace girar su rodaje de sueño.

Me miran con tus ojos las estrellas más grandes.
Y como yo te amo, los pinos en el viento,
quieren cantar tu nombre con sus hojas de alambre.

Pablo Neruda

Para Jaime,
En nuestro aniversario.
Gracias por 23 años de amor

 

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