You can see I have 5? 6? strips of gratitude so far.
I am grateful, but…
I still have painful feelings. Lots of them.
I watched a TV show Monday night and one of the characters looked like the new Mrs.
I dreamed about her. I had a nightmare and she was the star.
We kept titting-for-tatting and at one point someone asked her how what she and my X were doing made her feel.
She looked at me and said, “Exhilarated.”
You can’t make this shit up, except…
Apparently, I did.
I’m aware that, let’s call it 6, days of anything is barely a try. A 6-day diet would get you practically nowhere, but, I wish it worked faster.
Maybe it’s just not going to go away until time takes it.
It has been 20 months. This separation/divorce hasn’t even reached it’s terrible 2’s yet.
I have recorded 6 things I’m grateful for.
Maybe I’ll hang in there a little longer.