The Ramblings of a Menopausal Woman

Okay, yeah, I said my next post was going to be about what happened when I told Clay. Well now you know that sometimes I am a liar. There you go, bubble bursted. Or is it burst? Tomato tomato.

I am a little curious how you read that last line in your head.

Anyway, I was rereading my post this evening and it hit me. I think during all of this, I fell in love with my husband all over again.

Don’t get me wrong, we already have a really good relationship. He’s the person I would rather hangout with more than anyone else. We have had the best adventures and have gone through some really rough times. I have always loved him. This is something different. This is something that closed a chapter of our lives together. Something we wanted, tried for, planned for, etc. I guess now that it’s really gone it just hits different. There’s no going back, only forward and forward is looking pretty good.

As hard as the past two weeks have been, for so many more reasons than I have even had time to write about, I’m happy. I actually feel happier than I have felt in a while. Is it inner peace or am I just in “fuck it” mode most of the time? Not sure. I guess we’ll see how it plays out. The good thing is, my joy for writing is coming back. It’s been a long time since I’ve done any significant writing and I’m enjoying it.

We’ll see, I might have something worth saying.