Many who read this blog are either single or are fighting for their struggling marriage. And one thing I think we can all agree on is that we don’t want […]
I spent a few minutes reading the blogs I wrote around my birthdays since 2009. They were interesting snapshots marked by much reflection and hope for the future. WOW – I’ve come a long way in 4 years. Wow.
It must be the thousands of people she talks to each day and the decades she’s been at it but my hairdresser is full of truth. I have been trying to grow out my hair in case I wanted an updo for my big day. Today I said she could chop it off so she knew something was up.
So today isn’t really an ending as much as it is a beginning. And I embrace it. While I once embraced it because I had no other choice, now I want it.
As soon as I let him go emotionally and mentally I began to heal. Up until that time I left myself very open to get stomped on by him. I let him know I would never give up on him, told him all the things I thought were worth it and highlighted his strengths. But he had already moved on months if not years ago. I was treating him like a husband because that was MY reality. But he was not acting like one. He had literally already stopped being my husband. He had broke his vows AND left me for months. And at one point I found myself realizing that whatever hope I was clinging to was wrong in two ways.