Today I woke up feeling good, confident and ready for the day. I went to the gym, worked out hard and then came home took my daughter to lunch and to the outlet mall. WE bought some clothes and walked around.
On the drive home it hit me, thoughts of WAW. I miss her. Today is exactly 3 weeks since bomb and NC since.
The fear is creeping up on me, I'm scared she will never reach out to me. Scared she's enjoying her new life without me. Scared that maybe she didn't love me as much as she said she did. Scared that maybe she hasn't loved me in a long time and that house hunting and wanting me to buy her an engagement ring 3 days before the bomb were all lies.
