Not a very good weekend.
By now, you guys know that Jeff and I are, at the moment, no longer together. It seems like it's going to "stick" this time, at least for a while. It especially sucks that it happened over Mother's Day weekend, which, as you know, is a really hard time for me anyway.
It's always sad when a relationship ends, especially this one. And thinking about starting over again at 28, especially when I, at one p0int, was sure that I had found The One, is scary and defeating and overwhelming.
There are lots of details to work out, obviously. He said that I can still stay here for student teaching in the fall (I'll be done by Thanksgiving), but that still leaves the summer. I offered to go home for the summer and come back for school in the fall (though I haven't discussed that with Mom yet, LOL), but that would mean leaving my nannying job with the S.'s, which would suck.
Anyway, I wanted to post it here so that I could have "my girls" around me (and anyone else who happens to stumble across this blog).
Breaking up is, as they say, hard to do. Especially in this case. Even if it IS for the best (and frankly, I still don't know how I feel about it. It hasn't totally hit me yet, I guess).
And, the anniversary of "the accident" is at the end of the month...along with what would have been Jeff and my's anniversary.
Can we just skip May?
6 comments:
I'm a stumbler. My wife was 33, I was 30 when we got married. Lots of time!!
Thank you, Fred.
yeah Jen, Shawn was 30, I was 23, but trust me, there is plenty of time for all that! I didn't have Mason until I was 25 and SHawn was 32, so girl, you have time. especially now a days. It isn't 1930 and there is no set time frame you have to meet. Just remember that whatever is going on, you have to talk to each other and communicate as nice as you can. Relationships take work but in my opinion if yours is taking this much work already, you may want to take a break anyway and just see where the road takes you. Prayers are with you guys!
RIDIN' THE PONY!
We'd have to wait till next week though, when I get paid again.
Maybe we can get together at a soup kitchen, though.
Drunken Soup Kitchen would ALSO make an excellent name for a band.
Yeah, Mom said something along those same lines.
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