Of Margaritas and Bluebonnets

I thought that today was going to be a wonderful day. I had an appointment with my dermatologist this morning, and then strolled into the office around 11.

Suddenly, I am hurt and upset again. I don't understand how someone that I love can misunderstand every single action and word. Then suddenly it hit me like a bolt of lighting. I am forcing myself upon someone that does not love me, much less care for me or worry about me. I am childishly forcing a relationship that does not exist. It struck me with such force it was as if I had been physically shoved. I always thought that he would not miss me if I walked away, that his life would not miss a beat. In my heart I wanted to doubt that, but now I see that it is true. I am just going to have to buck up and be a woman about this. It is time to move forward and not look back. I know that if I were to glance back, he would be dancing, and that would hurt worse then never glancing back at all.