Culling
Hawai'i is out. He responded to my ultimatum exactly as I expected: by posturing. "Love it or leave it," in as many words. Okay. I don't love that attitude, so I'll willingly leave - before my psyche absorbs too much damage. I'm not going to be his victim.
I think I need to consider India out, too. He lives so far away, and communication is so inconstant. I haven't seen him in five years, and there's no chance of seeing him again for at least one more year.
I have other premonitions, too, but I'm going to let events progress at their own rate and roll with it. The abusive husband is gone, and I'm already feeling a tremendous weight lift from my shoulders.
No longer aiming for twelve (an arbitrary number anyway). My prediction is six or less by the end of summer.
Love.
I think I need to consider India out, too. He lives so far away, and communication is so inconstant. I haven't seen him in five years, and there's no chance of seeing him again for at least one more year.
I have other premonitions, too, but I'm going to let events progress at their own rate and roll with it. The abusive husband is gone, and I'm already feeling a tremendous weight lift from my shoulders.
No longer aiming for twelve (an arbitrary number anyway). My prediction is six or less by the end of summer.
Love.