Timing Really Is Everything
I Guess I'll Keep Dreaming
By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 8 months ago • 1 min read
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The man of my dreams...
Smiles, offering me a seat
Have you met my wife?
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (10)
Isn't that always just the way?
Ugh! Hate when that happens! Instant heartbreak!
Timing is everything.
Oo
😁🤣I hope you meet someone who makes you feel loved, cherished, and supported. You deserve it!
Reminds me of a Divorce Recovery meeting I went to (although reluctantly.) The speaker's voiced lulled me and I was VERY attracted to him. I went up to him after his speech...secretly desiring some sort of hook-up...only for him to tell me his name was FATHER something or other...lol
Yep, that sounds like somebody who fell in love with a work colleague only to find out more about their life outside of work.
Destroying hopes one dream at a time. 🤣🤣🤣
yep, timing is everything. I came home from work completely unexpectedly (years ago) and found HIM and HER leaving my home. He finally left to be with her. I was never sorry.
Oops 😖 😂👍