My favorite time of day the past month or so has been bedtime, because I have no trouble falling asleep, and I can be assured that, for at least a few hours, I won't be cognizant of my troubles. About to hit the sack now, knowing that I'll probably be awake again long before I should be. However... this morning was the first morning I awoke without a two ton pit in my stomach. I have seen glimpses of hope, without expectation.
She is with the OW as I type this... it did help that I got to spend the whole night with my kids. I don't know how many 20/18 year old boys would be glad to do that for their moms, but mine were. I am so grateful for them.
Tomorrow is another day... and it might be a bad one. But taking things day by day, moment by moment, is the only way to go. Hoping to keep up the PMA as I go through this, and wishing the same for all of you.
Me: 46 Her: 41 M: 5.5 yrs / S: 20, 18 3/26 W and I meet OW BD: 5/2/2015, she takes off ring W goes to stay with OW 6/26 NC: 9/5 Both moved out: 10/16 I take off my ring and feel... healed: 10/19
