Here’s flashback to Christmas Past. My Christmas past. Many of you will remember reading this. A few will remember living it. A ways back I shared about how the boy I lost my virginity to, met the man I married, and Good Housekeeping published it for all the world to read, saying it was pure gold. Hmmmm. I beg to differ. But apparently it struck a chord with others, because
Ex-boyfriend and new husband: the one thing they had in common was me
Once upon a time a Christmas Eve – a million years ago – the boy I lost my virginity to met the man I married, due to no fault of my own. I shared how this went down during the Three Wordsmiths at the 2016 Newtown Arts Festival, but if you missed the open mic, here’s your chance to read what it’s like to be me, published live on Good Housekeeping.com. Click here