It has been exactly one year and one day since the secular divorce. (The get ceremony occurred later last March, between Purim and Pesach.)
I'm not happier. I'm not honestly even happy. I hurt just as much. Not being with my babies every day will NEVER be ok.
But -- I am still standing.
I may curse and scream in the shower.
I may have two weeks of mail to organize.
I may still be embarrassed and ashamed.
But I am still standing. Mediocre-ever-after.
The pain comes through your words, so the fact that you're still standing is no small thing. Sending a hug.
ReplyDeleteThank you as always, Mel -- you're so caring! We've never even met but you send a virtual hug and I feel its warmth. I have lots of issues with modern technology but this is a definite plus.
DeleteIt was a hard February I think for all of us partial to the color orange and Batman, and that didn't help.
This will be the first time I don't share Pesach with the children too -- they'll be by their Abba's family in the Krayot. It hasn't hit me yet. Will the twins be home? I know college schedules vary.
On the other hand, since it's just me at home does that mean I get to move in with my parents for yontif and avoid preparing the house?
sending hugs, just hugs
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