CONFUSION. NUMBNESS. NUMBNESS. NUMBNESS.
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I picked up the kid from school late at night. Kid has choir performance at Victoria Concert Hall. We were going up that flight of staircase and THERE HE WAS.
I dont know to run or face him. He reached out a HUGGED me. We cried. Together. What the heck. I havent been hugged for the longest time by him. It felt good. Secure. Safe.Warm. Thats all I needed. At that point.
Then we talked. And talked.
And he walked away, disappointed that I didnt want to come home with him.
I didnt feel anything. Numb Numb Numb.
Divorce is a process. Its still on.
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