You know me. You know my sitch. Let me try to put my finger on it because I think I've felt similar.
You're a strong, STRONG woman. You know that YOU'LL get through this. You're grieving. You're grieving the fact that your family isn't going to be the way you pictured it, at least not now.
I'm where Jack was. I've seen a glimpse of what I was missing. And I deserve better. I'm done, truly done. I don't want her back. Is there a set of circumstances where I would take her back? Yes. Is there a snowball's shot in h*ll that there's a chance of that happening? Not likely.
And somehow, that makes it easier to live. And thrive!!!
Everybody hurts. It's part of life. Don't miss the good stuff.
