Over

I got a house today. It's in the small town I lived and worked in before moving to this city. I'll be moving in two weeks.

The house has huge shade trees, a fenced yard for Demeter, a lovely front porch. It's a two bedroom, one bath. There is a small attached garage. It looks tiny, but is incredibly large and airy on the inside. It is lovely and extremely charming.

Now, to find my things. Get them sorted, packed and moved, unpacked, put away. I have to relearn where to find things. I will learn to find my way around. Not just around my house, but the neighborhood and the town.

I'm scared. I will be alone. Worse, I will be alone when it's dark. I will be blind and alone.

I never thought that life would turn out this way. I thought life had finally gotten to that happily ever after.

Everything seems so final. The marriage is over. We need to end things before we hurt each other to the point where even kindness is gone.

He and I could not handle the changes in our marriage due to this stupid eye disease. It changed me, it changed him, it changed us. And it ruined our relationship.

Sometimes love just isn't enough. It doesn't make everything alright. I wish so much that I had never got sick.