Dec 09, 2011
For the most I had a good day; I felt good.I got a tattoo today to remind me to weigh my actions and that God sees all move I make rather anyone else can see them. But now as I lay in the back seat of my car my good mood has faded, I realize that I have lost what matters most to me, my family. Andrea has made it clear that she no longer wants me as her other half, she loves me this I have no doubt of that. She says that she will support me from a distant.
I can not blame her, I thought I was good to her and made her happy, but I really hurt her and I don't know if that will heal. I thought love powered people through the hardest of times, but that's too much TV and books that all have happy endings. The real truth is life, is hard and harsh by nature. Sometimes when you hurt someone, even when the action maybe small it still may cut too deep to heal. I'm not saying that I going to give up on us, I truly love her too much to let her go with out a fight. Right now I have to give her space.
As for me I'm just going to take it one day at a time. Today is over and a new one is only a few hours of sleep away. So I pray and lay here and reflect on life before I slip in to slumber.