Here's a story...of a very sad lady

[Dagny-2]

Isn't it funny how it is the small things that set us back, sometimes just hearing someone talk about their H on tv or reading an article and they talk about their H and I think, I don't have one anymore. It is still a bit surreal.

The boys and I drove the 12 hours to our old haunting grounds. We went by our vacation destination for Memorial Day and then took the same drive to our old home.....hard to think that my world is so dramatically different in the space of a summer. I spent a good part of the drive crying, but when I got here if felt good, S11 called it "comfortable." We have a tiny little apartment here, but it felt good to be back, the boys were quickly with their friends. And I've had friends stop over and run into on my walks and there is so much support, instead of sitting home alone in the house in TN.

H never called to see if we made it, thought that was very sad, but his sad, I'm sure he was busy on other pursuits. He finally called this evening, sounded very grumpy, but not my job to cheer him up anymore, he made that decision. Much easier to detach when the distance is between us and I"m on my home turf. And the kids seem a bit more at ease here. Other than their dad, our lives our here. We were willing to make a go of it at the new place, though. It could have been good. I think I'm finally detaching. It feels good. Still need to GAL though, but I did get the three couch to 5k runs in that I needed to stay on track.

Dagny