Lost in the Emotional Desert
I drove him to the eye doctor and sat in the waiting room alone. On the drive home I realized I felt nothing. Not anger, not sadness. Just nothing. In the emotional desert.
A Cautionary Tale
The divorce papers had just been served when he asked me to stay. I believed him. I stayed. I hope I am not making a colossal mistake — September 2012.
Pool of Trouble…
He deployed and left me with a pool I'd never maintained. It turned green. I sent him photos of everything except the backyard which contained the pool of trouble.
