He...

He keeps telling me "it is really starting to hit me now" I just wanna say hey Dummy you're still coming home to my stuff in the bedroom, my clothes in the closet, my girls stuff still in their room...Only I am not there. Just wait til it is all gone...Then it will hit you.


I know that it hasn't hit me yet. This just seems like a vacation from my life that I have lived as normal knowing all along that it wasn't. This is only going to get worse before it gets better.

But what doesn't kill you makes you stronger!!!