Oh man, I remember coming home and going through my routine, checking H's closet (he was slowly taking things to his dad's), checking caller ID, checking where his cell phone was....etc. Slowly I stopped, not because I forced myself to stop, but because time taught me something that it will teach you...snooping does nothing but hurt us. I just assumed H and OW were happy and together and went about my merry way. Ok, not merry, lol, but decided to just assume they were talking/seeing each other, so why bother looking...
Happy belated birthday.
We are all in such hard places, but hey, we *know* it won't kill us, so instead of letting it consume our days, try to push it away and say "His mess...." and then find one thing to enjoy.
