It described my whole life. All right there in one tidy sentence.
I miss my boys being little guys, building tents in the living room. I miss being a wife, taking care of my husband.
I miss the comfort of a boring life.
You can’t turn back time. My boys will never be little guys chasing each other throughout the house. I am no longer Garett’s wife.
I miss taking care of my family. I miss being comforted in the arms of a man who loves me.
But it’s time to let go of the past. I don’t know how long it will take before all the hurt is gone. How long I'll be lonely. I don't know if I'll ever find another love. But I can't think about that or I'll start to spiral.
Now it’s time to take care of ME and finally figure out what I want, who I want, in my life.