It's funny. More and more I think about detachment, the more I realize it is about letting go in some way. I can work on being a better man and make changes for myself. I can identify what I did wrong, admit it and try to work on what is workable (and accept I may not be able to work on some things for quite some time if at all depending). I can get a life. I can choose to be happy, but I can't make her be happy with me. At some point she has to decide whether she is going to be engaged with a future with me. Right now, while she decides, I guess I am in kind of a holding pattern. My son's friend's mother was over at our house the other day picking up her daughter. She does "Laughter Yoga". It is the conscious decision to use laughter and breathing for health (good hormones, brain chemicals, etc). She said even if faking a good belly laugh you still get the benefits. I've decided I need more laughter and Joy. That is one thing I will work on as well.
M-44 W-44 Sons- 11&14 Married- 18 Together- 27 Separation mentioned- 9-29-14 Still together, but not "together" "if you feel rotten and forgotten, remember there'll be better days."
