I am trying not to take it personal. And I find it very hard to watch him being so darn strange.

But somehow this week I feel like I have moved on. I actually feel like I have closed a door behind me. I am sleeping great back in the master bedroom. I quit taking Ambien 10 days ago. I haven't taken the anti-anxiety stuff they gave me during the day, and plan to start taking 1/2 of one for the next few nights.

I am waking up feeling like I used to, with the "Hey I's Morning!". I still have a bit of a hurt in my chest. But it isn't as bad as it was. The bad parts seem to go away faster. I try to make myself laugh.

I realize I have all I will ever need to make myself happy. Kids, grandkids, sewing machines, friends, and more ideas in my head for quilts I want to make than I will ever have time to create.

So I will head to Northern California (Where the girls are warmer....) and find my place in this world. Meanwhile I will enjoy being here in Hawaii and the time with my friends and family.

So if he can't care, then I shouldn't let it bother me. Got it!

Happy Easter All!


Me 57 XH 58 Sons age 32 & 27 M:32
D final 9/12
Bought 10 Acres and Living the Dream!