Letting go, finally

[trumpet]

Sounds like temperature checking to me.

tugging on the rope, checking you're still attached to her. If she has OCD, she is dependent upon you, as you are a foundational post to come back to.

Sandi, Cadet, and others can probably be definitive on this. Just trying to help, as it looks like you didn't get a response.

Detaching for me started a few weeks ago, but every time I fail, and I recommit, and I'm able to realize that true detachment is walking away and never looking over your shoulder, and never expecting the person to grab onto your shoulder and turn you around. If you have an expectation of them coming back (and they do, Sandi is very right!), you'll never gain the achievement of having contentment in your own skin and life.

You need her, and she needs you. What would happen if you DIDN'T need her?
What if you wanted to be with her, but didn't NEED to be with her?

Those are the thoughts I'm working through in my sitch. In the last 24 hours, I think I'm getting close to not caring if she grabs my arm as I walk away. I still won't burn the bridge, and love might find us down the road, but I have work to do. My kids need me, and I need to watch the snow.


Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
By Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.