Life can hurt. I hurt. Does it matter why? HOw? Does it matter what the facts are? No. Hurt is hurt. I am in the process of a detachment from a relationship that has been so powerful, joyful and most of all, I thought A God Thing.... How could I have been so wrong? Or was I? Was I ready for a relationship and he wasn't? These are questions that may never be answered. I hurt, i'm angry, just reeling from a 'what happened?'
So, my posts may stop until I can manage to post family, life without him and healing. i'm afraid that anything too soon may end up sounding beyond sad.
On a different note. I celebrated another milestone in my recovery. After the blip after my 4 year bday, I began again and on the 7th I picked up my 4th and prayerfully my last 4 year medallion. I'm grateful that the relapse (pain meds not drinking) after knee surgery was quick and I was able to see the writing on the wall. For that I am extremely grateful.
It's July, hot and no sign of rain. I can't help but think about Steve and all the mini trips we took. I truly am devastated.
You attracted all your inner&outter good; continuing to do it right is patience grasshoppa' ~ miracles of faith are certainly lovely aren't they. Your heart holds your joys and your mind holds your image of joy ~ just keep being your strong&beautiful self ~ XOOOX :-)
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