I have gotten a lot of requests for a signed copy of the issue of Hustler I am featured in for March 2014.
I am going to be ordering them in bulk, signing and shipping them myself.
If you would like one, please send $50 to my Paypal (includes shipping). Also attach your name and address to the payment so I can send the magazine ASAP.
Thanks! I’m excited :)
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NOTE: I will be submitting my bulk order in 5-7 days so please order now!
Thank you to the gentleman at the Kit Kat Club that told me he follows and enjoys my blog. Sorry I didn’t give you my full attention at the time xoxo
When I was 18 I was riding the bus. I hadn’t really looked around at the other passengers, more so watching the swift strobe of the buildings and trees as we passed; daydreaming as i usually do. As we approached my stop, i pulled the cord and balanced way to the back door while the bus was still in motion. I glanced at a man reading a book and hopped out onto the sidewalk. After taking several steps I heard someone trying to get my attention from behind.
Turning around, I realize it’s the man with book. By now he had the small paperback clenched in one hand. I quickly looked him over.. He wasn’t ugly but he wasn’t handsome. He started telling me about how he was currently living as a nomad, hopping trains and such. He gazed at me and implored that he felt a connection with me and thought that maybe I was his soulmate. I was flattered. I was curious. But mostly I needed to explain to him that I was currently in a relationship (with my now ex husband and child’s father).
He woefully understood and retraced his steps back to the bus stop while I continued the other way.
I sometimes wonder if he was my soulmate. What if that was my moment for true happiness and it’s gone? But I always come to one conclusion.
My daughter is my soulmate. If I had indulged my whimsical curiosity for this man, perhaps leaving my ex for him, I doubt the circumstances for my daughter to exist would have taken place.
Everyone gets caught up in the Hollywood facade of a soulmate; thinking it has to be a romantic partner. But I have come to realize a soulmate delivers unconditional love. A soulmate has a bond with you that cannot be replaced or duplicated. I created my child inside of myself. I nurtured her and will continue to do so until my last dying breath. My daughter is my soulmate and I wouldn’t have it any other way.