He will be gone
I’m reading a book that my husband thought I should read. I’m actually not a huge fan of the style of this authors writing, but I’ve been sticking with it hoping it will get better. A few nights ago I read two chapters, while these chapters were written better the content was the challenge. I’ve been taking this process a day and step at a time, but keeping the end result in mind, but these chapters gave the quick and dirty of the whole process causing me to think about and deal with some realities that I have yet to consider. I wrote the following paragraph after hours of crying in the middle of a very raw, and emotional struggle… A new reality has hit me. What Emily looks like now is not what Emily will look like in the future. No matter who I spend my day with now, I still get my husband at night, that will be changing. He will be gone.