I do feel as I read back the last few posts,
I am coming to the end of his midlife my crisis,
I have got so much from these posts,
they straightened the dramas out in my head,
and sometimes, I laughed at them, sometimes, I cried,
often I read and reread what I had written, but never regretted
what I had written, even though sometimes I probably gave way to
much detail of the unfolding sagas.

As for him Gerry, I hope for our childrens sake, we make it easy on them,
as for whore, Marina Profenna, german bitch,
I will never ever get over what she took from me,
and may she pray we never meet,
I pray we never meet,
because through all this,
lies the fact that she knew he was married with children,
and she didnt care, and all my pain and anger is wrapped up into a ball of agony
because of whore, and as you can probably see from all of this,
I'm just not the forgiving type.

I'm thinking of what will be next for me, and I dont for the life of me know,
but, I reckon, I will continue blogging, but change the title to just
My Midlife, or something like that, I'm deciding what to do about that over
the next few days, but I think I can tag it from this blog,
because no doubt, they will be still part of my story,
like a great blockbuster,
Maria part two.
What a laugh.

Bye for now.
M.