Tomorrow will be two months since the last time I have spoken to my husband.
Tomorrow will also be two months since any of my children have spoken to their father.
I still miss my husband. I miss his voice and his cute-ness. But it’s ok. I have a future. I have a mighty good future. That chapter is closed and it’s ok. I still miss him, wish I shared my life with him, even daydream about having him around but it’s ok. As I said I have a future. I have something even better somewhere and I will find it and it will find me.
2 months. Wow.