I am doing my best. I find it is easier when I stay really busy. Keeps me from looking at the screen on my cell phone to see if he has called. I don't know how I have gotten through the last eight (eight now...) months, except to say that every single time I have felt as if I can't go on, something happens. A song comes on the radio, or my H calls. Or I see him in a restaurant that neither one of us had any business being in (I wanted Mexican food, not Italian!!) It amazes me every time.
Im still standin better than I ever did looking like a true survivor feeling like a little kid Im still standin after all this time and Im picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind..
