I know that it has been a while since I have written - I am, once again, going through a transformation in my life. My husband came home. I can not tell you how happy I am to write those words. He came home out of the blue last Sunday afternoon, June 15th. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw his dusty blue truck drive up the gravel road. Our dog, Zeppelin, was so happy I thought his tail would tip him over from all of the wagging.
Now, the real work begins. We started couples counseling and are trying to begin again. After 20 years it would be all to easy to fall into the destructive patterns that crushed our relationship and we are not willing to go backward. So to the counselors office we went- three days after his return. It is heart wrenching when you are really doing "the work" - but I have to say that it is the sweetest reward.
I know one thing in this 39th year, change is inevitble. This, I guess, is my year to feel that profoundly.
