H asked me to move out a few months ago, and I wanted the kids to be in their home for Christmas, so I told him after Jan.1. He will move back in the house as there is no way we can sell it right now. He can afford it alone, I can't.
I HATE this! My kids and I will be moving in with my mom. Not that that's BAD, but it's not home. This is the only home my kids have known, and we can't take all their things. They wont have all their toys, dolls, cars, all their books, or the beloved swingset. Most of all, it's just not their home. They love my mom's house, and she has plenty of toys, but it's just not home. I am really having a hard time with this. I love my home! I love MY space, the spa, and my BED.
My mom told me last night that God's hand is on my life. Oh, Really??
I think I've spent every day since Christmas crying over this. Seriously, this pain is like the day we separated all over again. You know that intense pain where you have to think about breathing?
Me 36 Husband 35 D5 S2 separated: 10/29/07-present Served divorce papers 1/22/09 "When the world gives out beneath your feet, it is time to learn how to fly."