I was already prepared to leave my ex husband... but I was still doubting my decision... wondering if having time away would make things better.
I thought maybe we should just separate for a year.
And maybe I would get better and have more energy after a break.
But when I met her... the DAY I met her...
I felt this thing in my stomach I’d never felt before. Ever.
Like, this deep longing I’d never felt before. And I knew I could never settle for less than that feeling.
And I knew it was over. My marriage had to be over.
I didn’t think she and I would ever even be friends... but I knew I needed that feeling. That I could never be with someone who didn’t make me feel like I could shoot rainbows from my fingertips and sing like a million harps and float to the clouds.
If I must, I will wait forever for that feeling.