Today, Sunday August 9th
it is 12 years that Beloved and I have been married.
On our living room wall is a picture of us on our wedding day.
I wish I could go back in time and...what? Warn her?
NO. I wouldn't change our life together.
And not that I could do anything differently, I don't think,
that would result in him not falling in with her.
Except perhaps, Facebook.
But, then again, FB isn't to blame.
Because who's to say he wouldn't have looked her up on his own someday?
If it's true that he never got over her all these years.
I don't know.
I have to keep going.
Right now I think of going to church tomorrow,
and seeing my friends,
seeing the kids I teach,
and I don't want to get out of bed.
Is that awful?
I'm just feeling sorry for myself.
And that will get me nowhere.
So buck up, girl.
Don't forget who you are.
You are stronger than this.
And where you aren't strong, God will make you strong.
Look at all He has done so far.