Just some thoughts ... feeling a little melancholy after turning 55 yesterday. I look to the year ahead, and foresee many changes: divorce, moving (if we get the house sold), making decisions on my own. I look forward to my independence, but also sad at the end of my marriage. I look back at 26 years of good times and bad, at moving to different countries, bringing up our children, grandchildren, and so much more. And, now, at the end, no explosion ... just a sad little whimper. A friend said maybe he'll come back eventually, but I replied there is "no coming back after divorce." I've tried everything to save our marriage, I'm tired of trying, I've finally got to the place where I think there's nothing more to do then D and move on as best as I can. I will be fine.
It's strange that recently I've begun finding pennies all over the place again. I used to find them during my illness, then it kinda stopped, and now back again with a vengeance. I put clean pants on and was pushing the pockets straight ... felt nothing, then I was putting something in the left pocket, and there it was. A Canadian copper penny. Another thing ... white butterflies since before summer. I don't why, but they're always catching my attention, and I just smile.
So, onwards to a better future. I'm fifty-five and still alive.
Me:57 H:52 M:28 Got another lawyer last year and filed. D35,S/D twins28,D22 EA4/04 End? Who knows? "Life is like a mirror. Smile at it and it smiles back at you." — Peace Pilgrim
