Time for a new thread. No more looking back. It is time to hike up, up, up, that hill and get my life back.
D3 is off with daddy on a camping trip. I am going to use this time to get a jump on making my home work for me and my daughter. No more leaving things the same in some futile hope of trying not to make H feel unwelcome. I am not responsible for how he feels. I don’t care how he feels. I think I have been giving him way too much credit for feeling anyway. Maybe I just project my own feelings onto him. If he changes his mind someday it has to be his job to let me know.
No more holding on to baby clothes or toys. No more waiting or hoping. Maybe someday I will have more children, but not any time soon. Those boxes are just weighing me down. Time for them to go to someone who needs them now.
Maybe I will have a garage sale. Hmmm. It is a bit of work, but I could use the cash.
