I feel better today
for some strange reason. I have a bit
more confidence in myself and who I’m becoming.
I had breakfast with my children this morning at Donuts with Dad, and we
had a great time seeing their friends, our neighbors, and even some of my old
schoolmates. I received a loving hug and
a few kisses from her, and they felt good…warm. It helped me immeasurably, and provided me
with hope. Hope is the only thing I want
to cling to in times like these and I continue to find little glimmers
throughout my days lately. They are hard
to find because there are many things blocking them, but I search frequently to
part the clouds and remind myself that hope is out there.
I’ve had some brief
moments of doubt resulting in tremors within my stomach. But this is to be expected isn’t it? I really don’t think anyone in my current
situation would be able to completely block out the pain and anxiety that goes
with where I sit right now.
I told her today
that I realize it has mostly been about me over the last few days, and what I’m
going through. I reassured her that I’m
here for her if she needs anything at all.
It’s paramount to me that she knows how I’m not just thinking about
myself during this situation, but instead I think about how I can help her feel
like her true self again. So she can be
the bright and shining star that I fell in love with, and continue to gravitate
toward. When I see glimpses of a
connection between us, I want to make them last as long as possible. But it is difficult with her protective state
the way it is right now. She just won’t
let me in.