ONE YEAR OF MB - Still Hanging In There - 04/18/06 03:30 PM
For all that the roller coaster continues to flux, it's hard to believe where I am now compared to a year ago: the A was hot and heavy and appeared to be growing by leaps and bounds. In retrospect I think it was spiraling tighter and tighter, getting ready to implode.
I was so desperate a year ago today, and yet hopeful, too. For the first time I had a plan that went beyond just being nice, attentive, and making home inviting. I knew what the next step should be, beyond just giving up and kicking him out if he didn't break off the A, which is what I was on the verge of doing.
Today, life is boring by comparison, which is wonderful. He's still asleep, but probably missing my snuggles right now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />, and when he gets up he plans to work on Neaksis' house and then go prospecting with my brother (who has been unstoppably excited that gold is now up over $600/oz). It's all very mundane stuff.
When he gets up, he will eat breakfast. We will take a shower. He will put on undies, socks, and a T-shirt, and his pants one leg at a time. Tennis shoes and maybe a sweatshirt, and he will be ready for his placid day. I will kiss him goodbye and wave as he drives off with my brother, with no worries (well, hardly any - I am honest) that somehow he will sneak in contact without my knowing.
The trust level is vastly different than what it was, having gradually made the switch from trusting that he IS contacting her, to trusting that he is not.
Whatever problems we have, and trust me, we do have them, I know he loves me and cherishes me in a way that a year ago I wondered if I would ever see again.
Well, my part of this mundane day has to get started, since I'm pretty sure the kids have a meeting with their teacher this morning and I'm still in my pajamas. But I couldn't close this little ramble down memory lane without a huge thank you to everyone here who helped me reach the place I am now. God sent you into my life, and I will always be grateful.
[color:"red"] THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [/color]
I was so desperate a year ago today, and yet hopeful, too. For the first time I had a plan that went beyond just being nice, attentive, and making home inviting. I knew what the next step should be, beyond just giving up and kicking him out if he didn't break off the A, which is what I was on the verge of doing.
Today, life is boring by comparison, which is wonderful. He's still asleep, but probably missing my snuggles right now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />, and when he gets up he plans to work on Neaksis' house and then go prospecting with my brother (who has been unstoppably excited that gold is now up over $600/oz). It's all very mundane stuff.
When he gets up, he will eat breakfast. We will take a shower. He will put on undies, socks, and a T-shirt, and his pants one leg at a time. Tennis shoes and maybe a sweatshirt, and he will be ready for his placid day. I will kiss him goodbye and wave as he drives off with my brother, with no worries (well, hardly any - I am honest) that somehow he will sneak in contact without my knowing.
The trust level is vastly different than what it was, having gradually made the switch from trusting that he IS contacting her, to trusting that he is not.
Whatever problems we have, and trust me, we do have them, I know he loves me and cherishes me in a way that a year ago I wondered if I would ever see again.
Well, my part of this mundane day has to get started, since I'm pretty sure the kids have a meeting with their teacher this morning and I'm still in my pajamas. But I couldn't close this little ramble down memory lane without a huge thank you to everyone here who helped me reach the place I am now. God sent you into my life, and I will always be grateful.
[color:"red"] THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [/color]