Hey, Becca! (and caverna!) Glad to hear from you again. I *know* you're right. These are the same things he said to me with the first bomb in September. I guess now it just seems more real, since he's gone ... and possibly living with OW.
You know what I think I realized? The reason for my sadness tonight isn't that I miss the drama of him living across the street -- God knows that's a blessing -- and it isn't really that this feels like the final nail in the coffin. It's that, for the first time since H left, I feel alone. I'm in this big house alone. Of course I have been since he left. But there was possibly a bit of security in knowing that my H was nearby. In case someone broke in. In case I needed something fixed. In case I go into labor. Granted, he wasn't always there. But I knew he would be sooner than later.
And now, I just feel alone. It all seems really *real* now -- that I'm gonna be preggo by myself, deliver this baby by myself, and raise my son by myself. Wow. That's a lot to digest, isn't it?
