FOG

It is strange to be living through a time in my life that I know I will look back on and remember as a time that I lived in a fog. I know that I am in that fog right now. The fog of “those first few months after Jeff moved out.” There’s nothing a person can do about it either. You can’t fast-forward through stages in your life and I am not unhappy about being in this foggy stage. I just find it to be a bit surreal that I KNOW this is a turning point for my life. Single at 38 – and it’s not too bad. I miss the hell out of Jeff, but I know each day that this is the very best thing for both of us.