This is my birthday. How fitting that someone went to the dentist. I have a HUGE, ridiculous phobia of the dentist. I was born at Valley Presbyterian Hospital in Van Nuys, CA.
I was married on this day at Lake Barryessa just a few miles up from Davis California where I had spent my whole life and where I met my husband.I was 20 years old. We married in secret, the day after I put my little sister on a plane back to Iowa. On that day we wore our holiest jeans and bought all our favorite foods and took Jim’s best friend, who was a mail order ordained minister and had a picnic..
We planned to have a wedding, but we never did. After being married for 17 years, 3 houses, 6 cars, 3 jobs, 2 hospitalizations, 2 rehabs later, lots of medications, and 3 kids, we split up, even though we were very much in love. It took 12 more years to divorce. I raised the kids in my own home and worked in a school and he lived in a motor home in a park across town. Now we live in different areas about 100 miles away. It’s like pulling teeth.
I still feel a hole in my mouth where something used to be. I adapt, but it’s hard to really chew without teeth, isn’t it?
Tuesday, March 27, 1984
This is my birthday. How fitting that someone went to the dentist. I have a HUGE, ridiculous phobia of the dentist. I was born at Valley Presbyterian Hospital in Van Nuys, CA.
I was married on this day at Lake Barryessa just a few miles up from Davis California where I had spent my whole life and where I met my husband.I was 20 years old. We married in secret, the day after I put my little sister on a plane back to Iowa. On that day we wore our holiest jeans and bought all our favorite foods and took Jim’s best friend, who was a mail order ordained minister and had a picnic..
We planned to have a wedding, but we never did. After being married for 17 years, 3 houses, 6 cars, 3 jobs, 2 hospitalizations, 2 rehabs later, lots of medications, and 3 kids, we split up, even though we were very much in love. It took 12 more years to divorce. I raised the kids in my own home and worked in a school and he lived in a motor home in a park across town. Now we live in different areas about 100 miles away. It’s like pulling teeth.
I still feel a hole in my mouth where something used to be. I adapt, but it’s hard to really chew without teeth, isn’t it?