This morning, I had to work at the high school my kids graduated from. It was one of those unexpectedly hard mornings... even though neither one of my boys was especially involved in his high school experience, just being on campus brought back a wave of memories that triggered my sense of loss across the board... especially my memory of one of our back to school nights, where the W and I went together to be sure we could cover both the kids' classes.
How does someone who took that kind of responsibility - and a whole host of other responsibilities - on her shoulders all of a sudden declare the kids practically dead to her? I just don't get it.
It's the breakup of our family life that has me feeling down today. Just felt like journaling it. Thankfully, I got off work early and will go meet with my Stephen Minister soon, and have plans with friends tonight.
Some days are just harder than others, I guess.
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
