I want to keep my soul fertile for the changes, so things keep getting born in me, so things keep dying when it is time for things to die. I want to keep walking away from the person I was a moment ago, because a mind was made to figure things out, not to read the same page recurrently.
2day is not like any other day…
I was blessed to spend the day with my little daughter. She did not have to see her daddy. He never called; never texted. I slept for the first time in a long, long time on a Friday night. It felt nice to wake up and know she was here with me. She is only 19 months old, too young to understand how much she means to me.
My nightmare is almost at its end. The judge should call the end this week…just in time for Thanksgiving and his birthday. Ironic, really. Then, he’ll really be free to pursue this girlfriend or that one, or the one from Washington who called in 2007 to say she was divorcing her husband and has been in touch with him since then. Will he ever realize what we could have had with our daughter? Friends, family, strangers tell me that I must move on….
I will but until then, I know I am blessed.
