Heading home from a wonderful mini-vacation seeing family and a few friends. It was awesome.
One of the friends I re-connected with was a friend from high school. Haven’t seen her in maybe 3 years at least. I messaged her about a week ago to see if she could get together. It was almost an afterthought as I didn’t think I’d have time. I think God prompted me to do it.
She has a long-term partner of almost 30 years. Turns out she has been separated for almost 5 years. Philandering involved and just not being a good partner for her. He also has very serious health issues. Anyway, long story shorth, I didn’t know any of this, and when I asked about him, she burst into tears. She said she was so relieved as she had no one to talk to for 5 years about it! She has been helping him because of the health issues even though he is with someone else. Well, the flood gates opened, and she said she knows it’s time to drop the rope (my words, but you know what I mean). I asked to meet her again today before I get on my plane. She needs me. I think God prompted our get together, as I think I will be able to help her.
I am strong.
I realized that this week. All these months has prepared me for this next phase. Thursday, on the day H signed for the new place, this popped up on my FB first think in the morning.
“God knew it would come to this. It’s OK. He has a plan.”
And it will be o.k.
I fear I have some ugliness coming my way. Yesterday H sent one message. “S22 has been fairly abusive by text and your daughter has blocked me on her phone. Thanks for handling this so well.”
I didn’t respond. After all. He didn’t ask a question, did he?
D20 is in a bad way. Lots of anxiety. The mental health provider I was hoping she could get into has a waiting list. So, I’ve got others she will call this week. I’m thankful she is asking for help. Mom the therapist is helping in the meantime. So thankful she trusts me and we are close.
Tomorrow I meet with the attorney and tackle the finances. Soon, very soon, I will probably file for D.
I think I’m o.k. with it. It’s time to turn H completely over to God.
