I really do...and I have not felt that way in a long time. I mean, I have done well, and managed to get up on my feet, but I am really starting to feel good again. Except, that is, for the two feet of snow outside!!! LOLOL!
Anyway, SG texted me this morning. His truck...repo'd. No, I don't feel great about that, but at the same time for such a long time he was such a smug bastage, walking around like he was king Shiznit, and now, he has been knocked down a few pegs.
Now, don't get me wrong. I do feel bad for him. But at the same time, I also think God is trying to teach him a really HUGE lesson. I just hope he gets his head out of his ass and learns it.
Of course, SG also volunteered this information. Not sure why, but whatever. Guess his phone was cut off for a few days there too...
Here I hit the growth. It used to be that I would have wanted to rescue. And I have offered, to an extent. Of course, it does help that I am 3000 miles across the country, so there is not much I can really do. But for the most part, this time, I have not really offered much, just kind of allowing the lesson to sink in. I am wondering if he will ever figure out that maybe he would not have lost everything if he had just tried to make the marriage work instead of bailing.
Who knows...maybe I will never know.
What I do know is that I am satisfied that I tried.
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..
