Was

And it occurred to me at work yesterday, that David was the love of my life. Was.

And I didn’t feel sorrow, or melancholy, just accepting. I know I will forgive him at some point, I need to forgive him for my own mental health. Then I had a little chunter at God, do I have to forgive him before I enjoy the next big adventure? That seems so unfair! But I know I need to let it go, and keep on letting it go, and remember the good times, the love that was there for a long time, and work towards forgiveness. There’s a lot to forgive, and that takes time.

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