Well today is the day. It has officially been one year since H and I separated.
One year. I think of all the things that have changed, how I have changed, and although the last year has been really hard, I am not sure I would have had it any other way. I know that sounds strange. It hurts that H and I are still not together, and yet I have grown so much, have changed so much, and am really liking this person. I don't know that I would have discovered myself if H and I were still together.
(((Sigh))) but I still miss him very much. Still, there is this calm, this peace this morning, and although I am a little sad, the rest has not yet been written, and I still have hope for the future. I guess that there are times when I am ready to throw in the towel, but something keeps me hanging in there.
One year. Hmmm.
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..
