W picked up S from the ball fields last night ... I was probably a little more cold than normal, but I did say goodbye .... then called after my game to say goodnight to S. I woke up this morning ... a little down, I miss my family, miss her, miss my son ... I hate the sitch but have little say in the matter, I can not just snap my fingers and make it go away, I know God has a good deal of work still left to do with me, and her ... I pray that we do have a future together but I realize its a long road. I almost rode the bike just to ride this morning but opt'd the car as I pick up my son during the week and would just have to make 2 trips basically.
I think she has a therapy session tonight, not sure if she is still wanting to attend the Divorce/separation support group... I hate the fact she has told me like once every month that she wants to try .. but shows little effort in doing so, I am sure its to just keep me holding the rope. Ugh... just frustrating and I need to get my PMA on big time this morning.
