We fall together as soon as we get inside the room. I'm back in Orlando after not seeing Mario for several weeks and we are making up for lost time.
Jake gets engaged and my plans may be changing into something bigger than I thought! Take my survey to let us know your opinion: should a second wedding be small?
Three weeks and three days, or 576 hours, since I last saw Mario. We are both going crazy with frustration. Then, he asks me to marry him.
Divorce month (aka January) is here. My office phones are ringing non-stop and I have multiple court appearances each week (sometimes each day).
Ready to kiss this year goodbye, I try my hand at painting the living room -- bad idea! -- and I let go of an old friendship.
I spend Christmas with my ex-husband and Mario spends it alone. We revisit why our marriages failed and face new drama when his ex-wife gets arrested.
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Mario, his friends and his son visit my house while checking out Christmas-time in NYC. Mario's attention is torn between spending time with me and getting some business finished; his friends and the kids feel slighted. We realize it is extremely hard to share our time -- especially when we just can't get out of bed.
As soon as I cross the airport security, Mario scoops me up into his arms. We start kissing right there and I wonder how we'll make it back to his place. It's the middle of the day and he asks if we should stop for lunch. "No," I say, "I only want one thing -- you."
Efforts to establish good co-parenting with my ex-boyfriend seem like they are working when he says he's made me some clay art. Despite him breaking things in my house while cat-sitting last week, I think things are improving. I couldn't be more wrong.