The seeing of the scarf only elicited a smile, memories of happy times and many years ago. I paused for 10-15 seconds then continued stacking the soup cans.
I used to be triggered extremely badly. After BD was so horrible. Everything in this house, my life and my kids lives - everything has a touch of W upon it. Time settles all.
Me and my kids, we cried, we suffered, we made new habits, we grew, we live, we flourish.
Even intense feelings are fleeting once one quits reenforcing them.
What did surface while arranging those soup cans. The belief I still hold, deeply, of who she was for all those years. A hope that she may be able to return. And that I still do love her, unconditionally.
That has allowed me to let go. She is gone, of that there is no doubt. I choose to live fully, and remain a bit in limbo.
It is a nice scarf. Fish net, white, blue, and pink - made from very soft yarn. <smile>
DnJ
Feelings are fleeting. Be better, not bitter. Love the person, forgive the sin.
