Last night I had another hugging H dream. I initiated, he resisted at first then melted into the hug and like a magic wand all of my longing was fulfilled in that simple gesture. The dream was so vivid and I woke with the imprint still on me. I will never rewrite history and deny that, for 17 years, the man of my dreams was mine. Although I have made progress in detachment, the pull of attachment is still there...and more present lately.
me: 42 | STBXH: 41 | T: 18 | M: 10 | separation: Jan 3, 2010 | they deserve better: S7 & D4 current thread: http://tinyurl.com/3y8sxcp .: first breathe, then heal, then start LIVING :.
