Well, today is the first time I have ever spent an entire day in my apartment! I needed to do some cleaning and organizing but am usually busy elsewhere. Today, I decided to get some things done. I cleaned out my closet which contained boxes of stuff that I threw in while moving. I found old family trip itineraries (sp?), cards and notes my kids made for me, family pictures and rough copies of poems I wrote for my W. I tossed all the junk and kept the good stuff. The best part is that I'm OK! In two weeks it will be a full year since I separated, a very sad anniversary indeed. Yet, I think about what it was like living with her and I don't want that kind of life again. I found something I'd written to myself itemizing the things I would like from my W, it was incredible how little respect she showed and the endless degradation I lived with. It's better without her. This next year will be one of healing, I've gone through the shock and awe and now it's time to heal. Wish me luck! Tonight, I'm OK.
