I was able to talk with J yesterday, the Deacon at work. He reminded me that I was and still am a strong person and that I need to find her. So I am working towards that with some reflection. He also reminded me that God does not give us what we can not handle, and He will help us thru it. And of course the old adage, you must let go the ones we love, and if they return it was meant to be. It still hurts, but I know what I must do. I was having a hard time because for 7 months we talked non-stop from sharing our thoughts and feelings to everyday stuff. Then there was silence. But I will take this silence and focus on my girls and me and hope that it is what the marriage needs. I attempted to talk to B last night lets see if he finally understands. If not I will have my answer as to the next move.
A had a great day down in the Tiny Tots. Loved exploring all the big things and was wore out by the time I picked her up (meaning fussy!). I expected that tho because they move a whole lot more downstairs then up in the nursery.
E was a little disappointed they didn't make it to the library. It is a walking field trip and the threat of rain was too great. Of course, it didn't rain all morning ... poor kids