I'm sitting under a spectacular night sky in front of my single person safari tent (yet bizarrely still have good phone signal). Had an amazing day watching the sunset over Uluru. Tomorrow we'll get up at 3.45am to go see the sun rise. Yay for GAL + seeing Australia.
Meanwhile, I've also seen the photos on FB of my SILs wedding a world away. There's a photo of my H there with his brother and his wife. He's wearing a nice smile. It just feels rotten that I'm not there.
Sometimes I wonder if I've not really come to terms with the fact that my M may not work out. I know I'll be ok regardless (truly) but I still hold out such hope that it will work out. Tell me - am I delusional? Does our meet up the other day seem like someone who is ready to walk away? Somehow I imagined that people who are ready to move on would be (1) more composed and content with themselves, not throwing peanut shells across the table because they are frustrated that this isn't what they imagined (e.g. me traveling solo) and (2) not anticipating future meet ups (e.g. suggesting we meet up in February).
I know there are no guarantees but some sort of measure of feasibility would be nice!
Have a good day fellow DBers. I'm off to bed.
H 37 Me 36 Together 15 years Married 5 years No kids BD Apr 2014 H moved out 2 Jun 2014
