Was thinking about last summer and how stbx was sneaking around talking on his cell in secret. How there was a glimmer of hope here and there and how much I had hoped that this summer would be better for us.
And, here we are.. stbx "sort of" living w/ow but all of his stuff is still here, going through D, selling our dream home. Probably my last summer at the lake.
Kind of sad but I look forward to my future and getting through all of this so I can truly move on. Stbx seems almost unwilling to completely let me go.. or is that just my imagination? Right now I just feel trapped between here and there.. Beginnings and endings..
