Today is the last day of this life....

-this- life, the one that I've managed to make so many missteps and mistakes in, ends today.

No, there will be no funeral.

Its passing is noted though not mourned.

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow starts a new life. My new life. -Our- new life.

Tomorrow I go to see my baby. For the first time in just under a year. (a -year-! :-( )

Tomorrow will not be the stuff of legend. There won't be fireworks, a parade, marching bands, a buffet or an open bar. There won't be screams of lust, pain or joy. There won't be long periods of post-coital bliss spent staring longingly into each others' eyes.

What there will be is reconnection. We'll be in the same place, talking without needing electronics between us. My baby and I are starting our journey tomorrow. We come together seperately, from separate places. We'll circle and dance and poke and prod and touch tentatively. We'll look and see and smell and sit and laugh and talk and have moments of awkward silence.

And then she'll go home to husband.

And Friday, we'll do it again. This time, somewhat more relaxed, with the initial tentativeness and caution eased.

Tomorrow, we meet as two individuals, coming together again after so many missteps and mistakes. Tomorrow we shake, acknowledge our mistakes, make our apologies and then join hands and turn together toward the future.

Friday we spend time together, again.

Tomorrow, we meet as two.

Friday, we leave as one.

And a new life begins.... for both of us.

There will be a short viewing tonight, a quick review of a life gone terribly wrong. Tears will not be shed, donations are not requested. The past will be laid to rest so the future may grow to its full potential.

The past will not be missed.