Had a nice day today, but ended with a mini-meltdown. Good day at work. Got some stuff done around the house, then off to my new group I joined from Meet Up. It's a walking group. 2nd week. Some the same people, many new ones. After the 4+ mile walk. they invited me to a local brew pub. Met another gal that has the same profession as me, and about same age, and we really hit it off. We are going to a walk with lunch afterwards with a group on Saturday. I really enjoyed myself. Very pleasant evening! Then, home alone. Ugh. Was doing well until one statement from a new series I'm watching from a nun.....We'll, that's your calling, isn't it? I burst into tears. I realized I'm pissed that H never was interested in hearing really anything about my desire to help people....... my job as a nurse, my volunteer work, or supporting me when I expressed interest in going on a mission trip (which I have never done but am looking into now).
How selfish of him! I feel like he robbed me of so many things I enjoy doing, when he should have been encouraging me. He had his interests. He pursued them with a passion. I was left to take care of the kids and household.
Well, the beautiful thing out of that is that I have a very close connection to the kids. I wonder how close H feels to them?
Finding out all kinds of things about myself. Getting stronger every day.
