I don’t really know where to start. We were doing so well, but then the distance slowly took over. That’s what I want to believe. But in fact, that’s not it.
I can tell you the long story, but that would probably bore you to death. So here’s a short version 🙂
I’m heartbroken and sad about “losing” the man who’s over the last year become one of my best friends. “Eric” has made me make decisions I should have made years ago, but never really had the right support to make. For that I’m truly grateful. At the same time, it scares the hell out of me now facing it all on my own.
We have decided that a friendship over seas is not worth it, that it takes more energy than it gives. And… I’m not the only one who have made decisions over the last few months, and now it’s time for him to deal with all of his too. The most important one is that he have decided on working towards becoming a family again. Correction! Making the kids feel they belong to a family. They are priority uno, and rightfully so! We gave each other a well needed push, and that is what we take with us into the future. I wish him all the best!
So here I am, typing away. Call it therapy, but it helps me. I’ve always loved to write and I know how much it helps me to clear my thoughts. To get it off my chest and to empty my troubled mind. The magic in written words. And who knows what the future holds? I’m a fighter and a believer, but most importantly, I have a strong psyche that can take me through anything. So facing all these new challenges in life on my own, even if scary, I see it as an adventure. To grow and to find my way!