It still brings reality home when she calls me by my first name - we always called each other babe/sweetie/honey. I know, what else is she supposed to call me.
I completely get this. It's a litle painful reminder that not all is well. It's right up there with ending phone conversations with just "bye" as opposed to the previous standard of "love you, talk to you later." (even worse when hearing her phone calls with Mom and sis end like this)
Originally Posted By: givingitmyall
My W is not running away from me.
That has to be a nice feeling. Celebrate every victory. This seems like a pretty big one!
Originally Posted By: givingitmyall
Yet there's still that elephant in the room no one's talking about.
Does anyone know a good elephant exterminator? There seems to be one in a lot of our houses that really needs to be taken out. I really hate that @#$%ing elephant.
Me: 35 W: 31 S:9 M: 10 years Together 13 MySitch - Ups & Downs She moved out the day before Thanksgiving 2009, over 13 months post-bomb.
