I'm sorry my post brought tears to your eyes. It is definitely hard for me, the fact that they're both leaving. I know you get it.
I'm making sure to remind S16 and D13 that I will have some moments of appropriate sadness, as will they. And that's ok, but we won't stay there long .
I'm also making a point to tell them I'm going to enjoy our new little family of 3. I don't want them to get the impression that all my focus is on the older 2, and they are chopped liver, or "less than enough".
I told them some things we can do as a small family. We talked about the fact that I've never had a family of 3!!!! Twins were born first, and we went from 2 to 4!
Then, of course, I had to take it to a humorous level and tease them that I will soon have sooooooo much more time to be all up in their business 24/7..... They laughed. They're humoring me, of course.
I'm struggling to not contact H. It's been a while since we've gone this long with no word games, no texting.
H D19 sent a message to me last night....she crashed her car on her way home from work. She said H picked her up and seemed "unfazed" by it. She only has liability ins. And the other party is claiming the wreck was her fault. She thinks her car will be totaled..no car, no money, no way to work..... Ugh. I do feel bad for her. But...... Not my problem. .
I told her I was very glad she's ok.
(No fixing, advising, offering to do stuff....I thought about it, tho.).
Sooo, uR, you're a boot gal, too?? I'm shopping for the season and for the trip!!! I'm getting so excited.
I haven't bought much....nearly zero, since I moved out. I've lost a lot of weight. I started to lose weight before S, oddly enough. I got a trainer in March. I called it the "LGN" diet. (Look Good Naked) .
So, now I need a lot of clothes. I just donated 2 lawn bags full of clothes from all 5 of us.
It feels good, all this cleaning and purging. From the file drawer, to my new clothes and the old dining table gone.... It's all needed change to help me start anew, and continue to detach.
It reminds me of that old 1990's movie with Julia Roberts... "Sleeping With the Enemy" where she goes to a new town and has nothing to remind her of the x....that movie actually resembles my 1st marriage to a scary degree. A story for another time.
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