Al was here this weekend and it was fabulous.
My batteries are recharged and I am at peace again.
Of course he said the most beautiful things.
Like for instance,
“You are the point around which my whole universe revolves.”
“My only goal is to fill your life with happiness and joy.”
If I didn’t know him well and know that he is sincere and has appropriate
boundaries I would be more than a little concerned about Stalker tendencies.
But Noooo. His boundaries are good.
He is just that perfect and has just lovely tendencies.
He did however call to my attention that January 30th came and went.
What is that you might ask?
It was the first anniversary of my divorce.
AND I DIDN’T EVEN NOTICE
Bless my heart!
Honestly, how did that happen? I can’t imagine. I can only say that what I have grieved about the end of my marriage must not have made such an impact that I had a hangup about the date. Unless it was so traumatic that I repressed it completely. Apparently, I told him last year that my divorce was final on that date and Mr. Perfect (who doesn’t forget anything) remembered and he said he was waiting all day last week for me to mention it and want to process it. NOPE. NOT ME. Ms. Whoprocesseseverythingadnauseum forgot it in it’s entirety. Just another day. La Di Da!
I think it just goes to show that I have been sad about
the failure I feel
the loss of security
the impact on the children
But losing Stanley the Man was No. Big. Deal.
I think it is sad in a way though that I didn’t even mark the anniversary.
I could have peed in an empty keg or something.