...you go to a family function and a relative asks you-in all seriousness- about your divorce and how you are holding up as a single mom. Because, you know, no one ever actually sees the guy.
And you know the gathering is in Jersey when the conversation starts out like this:
Relative: So....I have to ask you something. It's out of love that I ask you this.
C: Sure! Ask away.
Relative: Ok. So. (looking at Little One) What's up with the kid's father? He's no good? He's some kind of a deadbeat? What?
Ha! No, no no. Not to worry relatives and friends. He does actually exist. Really! And we are not separated by divorce.
Just by med school.
maybe you and ed can console each other...i got a text today from him:
ReplyDelete"are you alive?"