I've been single; I've been married; and I've been divorced. I've been a good girl who made bad choices, and I've been a bad girl who made good choices. That's what this blog is all about.
Thursday, July 24, 2014
La Vida Loca
I had a boyfriend who was African American when I was 19, (right before, and okay, right after I got married to my first husband). I also dated a Japanese man.
I had an Arab boyfriend from the Kingdom of Saudi, and an Israeli boyfriend who gave me a ring.
I've dated, lived with, and married a few men.
I've dated, lived with, or married doctors, lawyers, cops, criminals, firemen, scientists, rich men, poor men, business men, arms dealers, bankers, bikers, truckers, sailors, soldiers, pilots, drunkards, professional athletes, and the occasional silversmith. I have enjoyed every version and color of the rainbow of men.
But now, I've been married for 25 years come September to my Navajo husband..
Do I ever miss the variety factor? Well, of course. But the truth is, I'm content most of the time.
I am serving on a Jury. I think I'm lucky that I actually feel no hesitation to say that I really think people are pretty much the same regardless of race, station in life, economic status, and so on.
I was surprised when I was selected for this jury. But when I thought about it, who better?
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