Dick Clark died today. He was 82.
My mother should still be alive. 6 years ago was the start of all that was wrong. Danny's child Nick died. Mom was too sick to go to the funeral. I went to the funeral by myself.
6 years ago was the worst year of my life.
Today I found out how luck I am. How my marriage was based on more than the lies of how I thought we were a happy couple. Fidelity. Trust. honesty. None of those existed as I thought. It makes me feel just fine to know that now. I can take him down from that pedestal that I know he didn't belong on anyway.
Amazing.
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