it was a very long weekend.
i knew she'd get through it well; there's never a doubt about that.
surprisingly, i got through it okay too. i was not happy at any time or for even a little bit that she was gone to me, living her life with him and managing to do just fine without me. but just the fact that she doesn't have a problem with it all is good. the last thing i want or need to do is to put more difficulty into her life, especially into her alone time.
it was a long weekend. and while i won't say i was "happy" during it, i was, well, okay. "accepting" comes to mind. accepting of the way my life is and what it will likely be. accepting of where she is; and where she's not.
and even with accepting the hole in my life where she would be (if i were who she wanted), i was okay. i don't know that i like that though, being okay with -not- having her.
actually, i'm sure i'm not okay with it.
but i don't really have a choice, do i?
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
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