I went to happy hour with some friends last night and felt great. I got all dressed up and felt confident and sexy and was having a great time. I didn't want to go home afterwards so I hung with friends and then went out. My girlfriend & I went to Bo's Barn, a local country bar/dance hall.
It was my first time at a country bar, with country music playing and people dancing, since I lost my dancing partner. I walked in confident but felt myself wilting inside, though I didn't show it. When asked to dance by an older gentleman I said yes, only to get through it and get it over with. It was awkward and I stepped on his toes as if I couldn't dance when we all know I can dance circles around the dance floor. I made it to midnight and then we left and I cried the whole way home. This. Freaking. Sucks. But I did it. I got through it. I guess that's a plus.
I was asked what emotion I feel the most right now, in the midst of my grief? What is it that is making me cry: sadness, anger, fear, etc? At this point it's loneliness. I miss my person, my confidant & best friend. I miss having someone to share my life with, on the good and bad days. I choose joy each day and I'm doing damn good considering but damnit if it isn't lonely.
So I'm sad about that. I miss him. And I miss who I was when I was with him. I was cherished. I was loved. I was adored. I was safe. I was carefree! Sure we had issues, every marriage does, but we were a team. We knew how to work at it, work hard, and have fun. Nights like last night would've been fun and carefree. Now they're challenging. I see things differently. I'm changed. Death does that. It changes you to your core when you lose someone so close to your heart. It shatters your heart into a million pieces and when it's put back together again it's never the same. It's never quite right.
In some ways I feel like I've become a better person since losing Mark, I've become stronger, wiser, more financially savvy, and a stronger woman of faith, but in other ways I'm changed. I'm experienced, maybe a little jaded, disappointed, and so homesick for heaven. Sometimes I just wanna go Home and be done with this race! Life is so short but yet SO long at the same time, if that makes sense. But one more day has gone by and I'm one day closer to heaven so I'll keep walking. I just miss him and I miss me. It's lonely.
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