Thanks for the kind words of wisdom. I am aware that it might be easy to go down the path of wallowing in the muck and mire again but I don't even want to get started...
It makes perfect sense to me not to fight it. In my last go round I realized I was wishing so hard for some peace in my life that it was the last thing I received. Another lesson in letting go.
I'm really fine but this is just another one of those "firsts" like..."oh yeah, I'm D'd now"...and the thoughts that follow. It still has that surreal and unbelievable feeling.
My SIL managed to stir up a some memories about my mom's death also. Both our mother's died at about the same age (early forties) and she has had a terrible year dealing with "attaining the age at which your mother passed." I try not to focus on that and I told her such. I was going to mention to her that XH's departure was probably a hundred times worse and more on "the top" of my mind, but I know she would never comprehend that in a million years. So, I let it go and tried to be validating about her issues.
