It’s done Amy. It’s over. One of the more painful interactions and letting goes I’ve had to do in many, many years. I have cried so much my eyes are swollen and my head feels like a bit of a balloon. This morning is still much of haze. Almost as if I didn’t happen or I’m in some surreal, alternate Universe. I’m not sure if it’s fully hit me yet, or if it ever will.
Thank you so much. I needed support and you graciously provided it. I cannot be anymore grateful.