Having Russ by my side for all those years makes the journey of learning to live without that support all the more difficult. I feel like I am tied to a shell of myself, weighed down in heaviness. Now my journey needs to be to find the surface, come up for air and figure out the 'me' after being 'us' for so long.
I need to be vulnerable and admit I did not do everything right. I also need to allow myself some deep honesty and admit I sure did try; we sure did try!
"Honesty is more than not lying. It is truth telling, truth speaking, truth living, and truth loving."
- James E. Faust
I need to trust that I am "doing the best I can with what I have in the moment. And that is all I can expect of anyone, including myself." I need to loosen the protective shell I hold onto and find me.