Had a rare moment last night of truly missing my H. His friend posted some pics from her wedding. I saw them because he was tagged. He looked nice. Bright blue eyes, nice smile.
I haven't missed HIM as a person for a long while.
Then, when I saw him this morning, my feelings shifted.
I saw this man, who up and left his wife a year ago, and still can barely look her in the eye and say good morning, even when she is friendly and dressed and ready for work. I saw a man who is socially awkward and still struggling with guilt and shame at what he has done. I saw a man who is weak and afraid. This man who told me it took him a lot of courage to leave, this man who told me for months how hard this all was on him, and how tired and stressed he was-- I want no part of this man.
