Saturday, May 24, 2014

Eleven

Today marks my eleventh wedding anniversary. One would think that after two years of separation and all of the mess before that, that this wouldn't bother me anymore. I knew today was coming up. But somehow it slipped my mind until there I was sitting in a restaurant by myself and the waitress asked me where my kids were. We obviously frequent this restaurant. I thought it was sweet that she asked. As I began to say that the girls were with their dad this weekend, she asked whether we were separated. It was in that moment that I realized it had slipped my mind.

I know we are where we are, and I don't expect anything to change. I don't hope for reconciliation. But as much as I am content with moving forward, I doubt I will ever really get over my marriage ending. I will never really get over what this has done my children.

I feel like it's unusual to be sad that it's finally legally ending but relieved it's almost over. Bittersweet.

As for the sabbatical, I have not been as successful as I had hoped. I know I can't be too hard on myself. I know I have made progress. But all I can see are the areas that I'm not hitting my own expectation of myself.

The truth is I'm pretty happy where I am. But I know I could be more happy with a special someone by my side. So don't have to do it all alone. So that we don't have to do it all alone.

So I have a little more than three months left of my sabbatical and I'm hoping that I really take advantage of it.

I will be happy when I don't feel this internal struggle of what I feel like and believe God has promised me versus what I believe or feel like is actually happening. They conflict. It's so hard for me. I want to have faith. Faith that what He says will happen WILL happen. And I do have that faith in a lot of ways. But I guess with my past experience with men, I've lost that faith. That trust. That willingness to let go.

I have hidden something in my heart for so long, and to see it not come together (or at least not in the way I expected it to) is hard. Is this thing that I have hidden in my heart and inordanent thing? How do I know when to let go?

Okay I am so sorry. Way too much rambling on and on tonight. Just so much on my mind.