Small miracles

Ok, so I guess I can't complain about EVERYTHING.  I just have to hit myself on the head and remind myself to count the blessings that I DO have and quit crying about the ones I don't.  At least one big weight fell off of my shoulder today.  And there's only one more week left before my husband leaves.  That'll be the biggest chunk ever.  I only wish things weren't this way.  I had never imagined myself being alone.  But soon, I will be.  He's finally told me he'll sign divorce papers if I sent them to him.  Before, he would always say there's no way he'd divorce me.  That I was his until we die.  I know I'm going to cry like a baby when they tell me I'm single.  I had always dreamed of a future with him, watching our kids grow up.  I dreampt of the times he would walk our daughters down the aisle and give them away.  And stand beside our sons when they watched their brides walk towards them.  I even dreampt once of us sitting on the porch, both of us in rocking chairs, watching the grand-kids play in the front yard.  For anybody who likes The Judds, one of their songs hits really close to my sentiments..."Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good ol' days."  Especially the lines that say "Where lovers really fall in love to stay, stand beside each other come what may" and "Daddies really never go away."  Talk about nostalgia.  I can only think of one friend of mine that has been with her husband since high school.  The rest have been divorced or separated from theirs (including husband-boyfriends as I call them).  Why can't we go back to days where people wouldn't even mumble the word "divorce" for fear of being struck down by God?  People were more solid in their choices back then, and in their commitment and responsibilities.  Men made babies to take care of them.  Maybe we could even learn a lesson or two from our canine brothers, the wolves.  They mate for life.  They only take another "partner" if one dies, and sometimes not even then.  Are we so stupid that dogs are smarter than us?  Sheesh.

When Will This Nightmare END?????????

I finally see my sanity at the end of this long, dark tunnel.  Why does it happen, that when you're really waiting for something to happen, that that's when life goes into slow-mo?  So much needless pain and suffering will finally end, but the end of that is slow in coming.  Why does life do that to us?

Eh, what else is there to do?

I was actually being a good girl and getting things done early, only to find out that technical support has to work on issues regarding the KU platform, which means.....I can't get into the classrooms to do my work!  Of course!!!!!!!  When I actually try to keep up instead of procrastinating in the last few hours, I CAN'T GET INTO THE CLASS!  So this majorly blows.  Hopefully this little "issue" will be fixed by the time class starts tonight.  Come on tech support, SUPPORT!