So its been about 9 weeks since the divorce was final (but who is counting, right?). I find myself thinking about her all the time. I still see her in my mind, and I think about how beautiful she is, and how I miss her.
I know, you probably wonder if I’m looking through rose-colored glasses. She is not a supermodel by any means, but she is very pretty, has wonderful hair, and a gorgeous body. Men friends of mine (and even a few female friends) have commented on how sexy she always looks. So yeah, not only was she my best friend, but she was hot looking too.
I’m not really sure where I am going with this particular post. I do think about her often, and even though I am on a vacation day today, I’m still missing her. Last time we were at this particular site, we had a great time, enjoying the lake on my brother’s jet skis, and had a relaxing good time. Ironically, that was also the last time we ever made love. While I thought that the relationship had recovered, she had decided that it was over… a good 18 months before she told me she wanted a divorce.
Aha, now I know why I’m writing this…. I’ve returned to the scene of the crime. So now what?
Guess I’ll find out soon.