Visit

Hubby came up here today. Demeter went nuts. She was jumping and wiggling, could not lick him enough, it seems. She was by his side the entire visit, and soooo unhappy when he left.

We went out and picked up lunch. Brought it back to the house and ate on the front porch. Temps in the upper seventies and sunshine made it a perfect place to eat and enjoy.

Afterwords, we sat at the table in the dining room. We talked about everything involved in separating two lives that were once one. His, hers, mine, yours, ours, etc. Anyway, it's more than fair to both of us. We both know what is important to each person, and were willing to make it as amicable as possible. We'll both come out of it alright. Hearts broken, but the rest of it okay.

I only cried once. Promised myself that I wouldn't while he was here. But, even with everything that has happened, the love is still there. It hurts. It hurts to see the end of what was supposed to be forever. It hurts that we are still so close, but cannot work things out, that we never will.

So, we parted on good terms. We have lives to get on with, futures, not together but separate. And, we will. It's going to take awhile to get over him, over us.

I never, ever wanted it to end. I still don't. It wasn't supposed to end like this. All I ever wanted was to love him and make him happy for the rest of our lives........

Somehow, I can't bring myself to push the chair that he sat in back up to the table.