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I, Me, Not-Husband

URL: http://www.jewishjournal.com/singles/article/i_me_nothusband_20040109

I am completely frozen. I have just walked out of a pitch meeting in Santa Monica. Wilshire Boulevard is breezy and gorgeous. It is 4 p.m. I have been married for 17 years and now, it appears, I'm not. For the last 17 years I had a wife, a family, a home, a dock in the open sea of the world. Moreso, for the last 10 years, I've had chubby, laughing babies to return to, who then morphed into muscled cyclones, ready to hurl themselves onto my back the moment I walked through the door, then preteens, eager to sing me their triumphs, real and imaginary, at school. At the end of the day, I knew where to go -- home.

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