are we...or aren't we?

Greetings from limbo!

Maybe it's not so easy to walk away after all.  Over the past twenty-four plus hours, I have been waiting for the proverbial ax to fall, with my marriage perched precariously on the chopping block. 

But after more than twenty-four hours, my husband, bags at the ready, is still here.

So what does this mean?  I don’t exactly know, but I’m hopeful.  Hopeful that we can come to some sort of amicable resolution…one that doesn’t include divorce.

On the whole, today was a good day.  Despite everything going on, I managed to steal away for a few hours, with my daughter in tow, to see a movie—Scream 4.  I had a free ticket voucher, and it was worth using it.  The movie was actually pretty good, if nothing other than a complete distraction from my current worries. 

I also had a dozen or more messages wishing me well, and offering support—something I have desperately needed, but didn’t want to ask for.  So to all of you who sent kind words my way…thank you!  I think I’ll be ok.

Of course, I’ll be ok.  Just maybe not overnight.  No matter how things turn out, I am certain I will need time to get back to being me.  And I suppose that’s ok.  We all need time to heal.  Lucky for me I have a blog…writing is therapeutic.

Until the next time…I’ll be here…doing the limbo!

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Posted on April 19, 2011 .