Soooo... here I sit with amended documents to sign and send back. Weighty!
His coldness and callousness makes it a smidge easier.
If there's one thing I've learned over the last year... it's patience. I haven't done anything in haste. Taking the time has made it obvious that his plans have not changed and I have to, yes, move on. If I keep trying, I'm standing in the way of the consequences that T has headed his way. That was the message that God started dropping into my heart early in December. Then every interaction with him confirms it.
I think I did most of my crying the day before our anniversary, Dec 29th. I think God was helping me tear things off my heart... rip weights off my soul.
I always had a feeling he'd leave me, although, I never thought it would be for another woman. Guess I should be glad, it definitely puts a finality to the leaving.
And, seriously, I can be thankful for the pain that has sent me running to my Savior! Can't say I'm thankful for the circumstances, but I am thankful for the pain. Funny how my pea-brain can separate those.
I still cry, often. But I even look forward to those times... because Jesus seems to feel closer then.
