Thank you for commenting. I'm going to be ok...somehow. I've made it this far. I'm resting up today (obviously didn't sleep a lot last night) and processing all that we talked about. In the last couple of months I have really begun to accept just how badly off he is and incapable of being a good husband to me or anyone right now. I no longer hold out hope for us to have a relationship again. It's a lot for me to grieve; I remained hopeful for a long, long time. I'm staying busy and there is happiness in my life. I'm making progress. It's kind of weird but I almost feel like I got my H's blessing to move on last night. It's pretty much how it came off during our conversation.
Most of us really marry only once. First love endures, even unto our dying day. And we never really divorce.
