Well, starting this crap over again has definitely clarified my wants. Unfortunately, he had to leave for that to happen. It's Sunday night - we have spent every Sunday night together for a very long time. I have to do whatever it takes to get myself together. My god, Dustin is my best friend, and I love him and miss him SO MUCH. Already. The only thing different this time is that I really think he might miss me, too. I don't care if he comes home late, has to be prompted to change diapers, pick up the kid, whatever. I do want to be married to him, and I think it would be nothing short of a miracle if he thought that, too. I am not whining again - I just realize I miss him. He adds so much to my life, and I hope this isn't the end of our lives being intertwined. Hugs all, Myrrh P.S. Got a good counselor recommendation from friend M - am going to speak to a doctor about a referral to her tomorrow.
One moment of patience may ward off great disaster. One moment of impatience may ruin a whole life.
