Some might say, to hell with the EX, but I can't be one of those carefree people who cut all ties when it's over and divorce is imminent. Reason? Well, most of you know that we have a 4 year old little girl together and she is our little miracle. Briseis is bright, smart, and such a funny little girl that it would hurt her too much for me to keep her away from the bain of my existence (sometimes, anyway). It's the ex's birthday today and I had asked him a week or two ago if he'd like to do something? His response, "I don't know, we'll see." Trying to keep the peace, I said "okay" and brushed it off. So, the day is here and last night before going to bed, I had a thought that Briseis and I would take him to dinner to help ease the transition from 32 to 33. Because its just too damn hard for some people to accept, yet another year of aging.
So, I text him this morning. Wished him a happy birthday and asked if he had plans. I don't know why I was shocked, but yes, he does have plans. Going to dinner and drinking with his co-workers after they are done at the restaurant. They're all a bunch of party people that he works with, so I know nothing good can come out this. But, it's no longer my place to be concerned about what he does on his own time.
Great. Now I'm starting to tear up. I shouldn't let him have any kind of effect on me, but after 12 years of dating and marriage, its tough moving on ... completely. Even after all the dating and meeting people throughout last year. Which brings me to my next post.
Stay tuned ... xoxo
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