He Knows Me Too Well

My husband got back from a business trip in India and he brought me a heart-shaped box of Godiva chocolate. I was delighted and I offered to share, but he replied, “That’s okay. I know you secretly want to eat all of it.”

Oh my, he knows me so well.

Godiva is my kryptonite.  Now I’m happily munching on my Godiva while feeling warm and tingly all over from the sweet gesture.

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When I was in my twenties, I moved to Japan and met a man there. We embarked on our adventure through life and love. I have lived with him in Japan ever since. We want to start a family, but that is proving difficult. I struggle with infertility. We almost had a child, but that ended in tragedy. Now we enjoy each day and hope that one day we'll hear the pitter-patter of little feet and the bubbly laughter of a child. In the meantime, I enjoy writing, love, studying, traveling, and working. These posts are my thoughts and stories of my life here.

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