Well, Day #9 of H being gone, and Day #2 of no tears. I didn't realize how much a gal could cry. But I am just letting the rivers flow, accepting my sadness as a tool to help me move on.
I will tell you what I am enjoying: peace in the eggshell free house, having the girls all to myself, being a better parent (stepping up because no one else is there), peace from H's obvious need to be single. These things are empowering me. I miss being a wife to my H, a friend, and all that comes with a good marriage. But I am standing on my own feet, surviving the days as they go by and realizing that this will not kill me. I can tackle what's ahead.
