Moving on, again.

Remember that huge, annoying situation that wouldn't go away?  I solved that.  As of July, I've moved onward and upward.   Because I'm such a catch, I have had a boyfriend for several months now and he is amazing.

Even so, I'm not rushing into things.  I am pretty optimistic though.  Dating in one's fifties is not for the faint of heart.  Try adding disability to that mix.  Even more daunting.  I'm pretty blessed that I found someone who embraces me exactly as I am. 

There was a trial for the person responsible for my disability (well the one they caught of the group).  He was found guilty, so I will accept that as sufficient.


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