Had a great night with my undergrad and younger alumni brothers. Fun time eating bar food, comparing the old and new days, and meeting new folks. Toward the end of the evening, however, the girlfriend of one of the younger alumni (a stunningly beautiful girl), pressed me on my situation, having heard about it from her boyfriend. She was sympathetic, but the telling of it drained me emotionally.
I came home and found two voicemails, one from an old friend, and the other from a close relative, checking up on me. Thankfully, it was too late to return the calls.
I feel so much stronger now more of the time, but sometimes... it hits me again. I remember that I'm... alone. I know I'll get past this tonght/this morning, but for right now... it hurts. A lot.
Me: 47 Kids: 2 boys, 14 & 8 Bomb: 5/5/08 Married: 16 years, together 20 Divorce final 8/11/10 I remarried, to an amazing woman: 3/17/12... "Once in awhile, in an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale"