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Monica Bielanko
A chronicle since 2005 of my marriage & move to Brooklyn in my twenties; becoming a mother in my thirties; moving to Pennsylvania and learning to amicably coparent after divorce in my forties while living 3 doors down from my ex-husband in a small country town.
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Saturday
Mar202010

The Hot And Frothy God Fearin' Patriot Blues

We've established that my husband is a much better writer. We see life in exactly the same way although he is able to articulate it in a way that makes my heart leap, my throat close up and my nose tingle.

Yeah, I blog (such an ugly word, blog, like what it sounds like when someone's retching vomit from deep in their gut: BLLLLAAAAAAWG) but this motherfucker is a writer. As evidence, here I am coming up short on articulating just how well Serge can articulate life. People. What's in their hearts. Love. Hate.

In light of tomorrow's vote on health care, read this. You will be glad you did. In this wife's humble opinion, I don't believe anyone, anywhere, can say it better.