In the light of eternity.
In lucem aeternitatis.
I’ll be 50 in less than two months and in less than two weeks I’ll be completely moved out of what has been my home for the past five years.
I never conceived that my 10-year relationship would end essentially via stream-of-consciousness, rambling text messages two months ago, or that the person who meant more to me than anyone else in the world would sit across from me at our dining table, and tell me on a late Saturday morning a couple of weeks ago that he hadn’t been in love with me for years.
My question is, “why did he stay with me?” We both know the reasons why; he needed me to gain legal entry into this country and once he got his 10-year Green Card, he couldn’t even wait a month to break-up with me. I know that this was a blessing in disguise; I am so much better off not having a person like him in my life. A friend of mine told me that all you need to know about a person’s character is by what they do when they have the means and the mode to do something to another person and they do it. That was exactly what happened to me.
I’m not going to dwell on this person, or the life we shared; suffice it to say this has been a learning experience for me and I will spend this time focusing on myself and fashioning the life I want to live.
This coming Friday I will file for divorce. I’ll spend this weekend packing up and staging my belongings for the moving truck in July, and hopefully, I’ll be able to close this chapter on my life soon.