careful
June 10, 2008
the end of a marriage is a strange place. i am wondering – have i tried everything? is there anything left to do? what if i have this all wrong?
i find myself walking gingerly around the house. carefully, gingerly picking up this and that as i make a lunch, as i do laundry. cautious in my every move – so careful and concerned. everything around me and including myself feels so fragile. there is a tremble in me.
i feel like i am on the cusp of a very dark hour of my life as i contemplate the end of this marriage – nothing can be done hastily.
