With great shame I must call myself out this early morning, 2:18am. I miss my ex-husband! God, I sqirmed writing that. It felt really crawly to admit. I think it may be because he has our little one this weekend. I am trying to figure out why I feel this way? What is it that I think I miss? I know right away the things that I certainly do not miss.
Perhaps it is the idea of family that I actually yearn for again.
I think that that is actually it.
I do not like the fragmenting that has gone on because of divorce.I know that I do not miss the hurt, the dislike, the unkindness that met me at the end.
I do not miss the meanness, the loneliness and the anger either.
Getting out of that relationship was a good thing to do. I could not have continued under those circumstances.
What I miss, and what time has done, is gloss over the bad and kept the good, and I am naturally responsive to that.
That is all.
What I miss is the best of what a relationship can bring.