My husband took a week off from work. Tonight ends this beautiful break together. We went to the mountains over night, and spent the rest of the week very quietly at home.
The beginning of the week was difficult. We met an estranged family member and seemed to dwell a lot on our own pain. As the week went on, though, I started to have more peace. I don't know when it or how, but at some point I stopped worrying that there was another baby. I felt ashamed for my lack of faith.
Right now, all I feel is a desire for the other woman to have peace now too. I don't feel anymore that she could hurt us. I don't worry about there being a baby. I want her to be able to move on too, and I hope that her not writing hasn't made it impossible for her.
My husband and I are strong. Her power is no more because she doesn't have that means of leverage against us. I feel confident that we are going to survive this, and that we can be happy again.
Sunday, September 10, 2006
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I thank God for the peace you are feeling and hope that the devil doesn't try to take it away.
My peace seems to always be so fleeting. I hope it's here to stay too.
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