First church trip with kids today. They were sponges and had a great time.
I had two breakthroughs in the service. I'll save one for the moment, but the one I share has to do with what I'll be able to bring to my next M.
See, there are many things that I won't be able to bring. I won't be able to offer my virginity. I won't be able to offer my heart for the first time. I won't be able to make my future wife my first Mrs. Zues. I won't be able to have our first children together. And I won't be able to love with the blind devotion, trust, and faith that I had in my first M. I won't be able to give her my entire life together, as I've already walked a number of miles.
But then it hit me. I will be able to offer her a mature love. A love that has learned boundaries. A love that has learned to tend to myself, so that I can be a pillar of strength to her, instead of a bundle of anxious needs. A love that understands it takes more than positive intentions, but rather skills, sacrifice, and hard work to maintain itself. And a love that knows just how precious it is to share a life long commitment together.
I do grieve for what has been lost. It is beyond replacement. But I celebrate the fact that though there are many things I won't be able to offer to my future W, I will be ready to be a partner that she can count on to not just stick around, but to hold hands as we walk the rest of the path in front of us.
Me:38 XW:38 T:11 years M:8 years Kids: S14, D11, D7 BD/Move out day: 6/17/14, D final Dec 15