a little better -- I went to a friend's house and talked with her. it's noon now and h will be bringing home Isabella around 6pm. HOW DO YOU GET OVER THE LONELY FEELING OF THIS??? I just feel so lost and sad. I can't believe only 3 short months ago I thought I had an intact family. Right now, given the weather here, h would either be working on lawn while Isabella plays outside and I would be "sneaking book time or a small nap". We'd probably grill hamburgers later.
I just can't believe this is real. This is the end of his first week out of the house and while it was a releif in a way during the week, not having to worry about stepping into phone calls with ow, this weekend hit me hard. Does the pain ever stop? Will I ever hear the words, "I love you" in a romantic way?? I never in a million years thought I'd be here.
