12-7-2013
Having one of those sad soul-crushing moments. Spent the time at the bar with my ex-husband and his new girlfriend. She was nice. But then I went home. All alone. Alone in my big empty house. No spouse to greet me. No one to snuggle. I hate crying in these moments. It can’t last forever, it can only seem like it. And it hasn’t been all that long. 7 months. But it still stings somewhere deep in my soul where I can touch, where I can’t repair it. All I can do is wail a primal wail and cry.

I want to be held. I still can’t sleep alone very well. I want a warm house full of children. I know it’s work and it won’t be easy. I want people to care for, and to care for me. I see where I want to be, I just don’t know the road that leads me there. For now I shall wander in the woods until I find it.