The jewish lady, the black man and the road trip

Last week I went to visit my ex-husband. I wrote about him in my book, when we were married, and when our lives were shared. I won't give it away by telling you what I said about him, but I will tell you that that man has changed. He lives in an awesome home in Colorado right on the river. The air is more than divine, and I found myself going outside early morning just to breathe it in. His home is a retreat with perfectly groomed buddah gardens, at least five bird cages with birds that are fed each day. One feeding station has a two-way mirror; we can see the birds as we sit on his sprawling couch, but they cannot see us. There is a wonderful pond where the fish are fed and because ducks made such a mess, he has 5 wooden ducks that represent the 5 members of our family as they swim under the geiser.

He is a incredible host. He runs for goodies and not only that, he cooks. He is a brilliant photographer and his work is now being shown all over the world. His clothes are outrageous from wild shorts, yellow shoes and rainbow socks to pin striped suits. . On top of this he is kind, compassionate and now has great respect for himself and in return for me.

We are good friends, after 25 years I seemed to pick up where I left off, serving him, straightening up, cooking. Well after all we lived together for 25 years.

I am proud of him and equally proud that he is the father of my children.

Carol Sue Gershman

Are you a member?

I have recently joined, facebook, my space, linkedin, wayn, bebo, twitter, divine caroline, silver planet and maybe a couple of others. This is a hoot. If you think you are friendless or running out of friends, just join one of these net works and you will be inadated with new people in your life. Even my ex boyfriend found me and wants to be my friend, my daughter in law did the same. People are really interested in other peoples lives. It takes work, but if you are willing to spend a couple of hours a day meeting and greeting, you will have a blast. It is safe, you do not have to be friends if you are not interested. It is all news to me and time consuming but hey, what else is life about other than connecting. One never knows who he or she might find. Enjoy. I am.

the jewish lady, the black man and the road trip

Who would believe what it takes to write a book, especially the first time around. It gets edited, re edited and improved to perfection, that is if one is a perfectionist like me. I am so anxious to start marketing my book but not just yet.
I thought it was all done and then I decided to change the back cover blurb to entice more readers. Just when I thought it was going to press, the cover person went on vacation. No notice what so ever as to when she left or would be back. I am helpless, even though my publicist is getting me into the papers and on radio and here I am with no book to sell. Not her fault I thought it was done.
Oh well, I guess we can all wait for a couple of more weeks to read this breakthrough memoir?

What a week

It certainly pays to stay connected to an ex. In my case my husband. He bought a piece of land in Basalt, Co. and turned it into a retreat. Every room in the house is distinctive done in Moroccan style, with art, mosaic tiles, robes for guests that are huge almost like carpets. It is smack on the river and we hear the sounds all day. It is filled with Buddha gardens, a pond with fish and ducks and a gazebo that one could live in.
So we get along great. My girlfriends came with a couple of days and we blasted together. I brought mah jongg to Basalt, so between enormous dinners, hikes, fun and games we played our favorite game.
Ladies stay connected to your ex. One never knows what joy he could bring to you after all is set and done.

Roaring down the Roaring Fork River in a raft

Wow, what a day.
7 of us were picked up in a bus and taken to a remote spot along the river. The clothes we wore were all wrong, no cotton, so we all stripped down on the bus. Nobody cared to look at each other while we changed into their wet, wet suits. The fleece they gave us to wear underneath was great. Then came the wet rubber boots and the wet life jacket.. Everything wet from the prior trip. Came along our instructor who gave us the save our lives talk. Then into the boat with paddles. Except for me who sat in the middle. And off we went.. Wow, over the rapids, bumping and bumping more, row front, row back, stop, icy cold water splashing us in the face, giggling and laughing all the way. A guaranteed laugh, a guaranteed smile. At one point I got a paddle but was quickly dismissed entering the wildest part of the river waves. We rafted for 2 hours, all thrilled, but eager to get dry. The strangest part was how exhausted we all were, trembling inside I suppose from the intensity of a wild fun day. Carol Sue Gershman

Here I am in Aspen, co.