Yeah I recall just past BD ... was 2, then 4, then 10 .... it still makes me shake my head just how much they change. In RCIA class I am still thinking about that woman who lost her husband after 15 years, the pain and grief on her face ... it was impossible not to be moved and not to think .. ok, my W is not dead, there is a chance that part of her still lives in that shell ... just a chance ... but its so hard when there is no closure, or the fact I just do not want there to be. Those damn glimpses, her leaving just enough out there here and there have kept me within arms reach .... and last night .. I may or may not have brushed her off, it was not intentional if I did, ... who knows maybe its a good thing she seen me in a way moving on with my life, seemed to set her off .... not sure. She is divorcing me, she fired me from being her husband, its strange she would even care about that at this point but she does.
