For the past three days now I have been packing and moving my things from the home my husband and I shared to an apartment. This will be the third move I have made since I married him...and the third one he is not a part of actively. The first two took place during the time he was deployed to Iraq. This one is taking place due to the end of our marriage and his seperation from the United States Army.
This has been the hardest move for me by far. When I agreed to marry my current husband, never did I imagine the day would come when he would tell me he was gay and leaving me and my son for another man. Nor did I ever imagine he would break every promise he ever made to me.
While I was very much in love with my husband the day I married him and through out our marriage, and a part of me loves him even now...I know that it could never work out between us. Despite the love that I have for him, the trust that once existed has been completely destroyed and can never be repaired. Without that trust the love is nothing.
I have been blessed to meet someone who is very special to me right now and I hope that one day perhaps we can be more than we already are. I know I still need time to heal and recover from what I endured throughout 2007...but the hope is there that 2008 will be a much better year and that this special person in my life currently will be by my side for a long time to come.
