I’m just going to start with the crap part of my weekend. To get it over with. And end with better stuff so I can focus on moving on…with my chin up.
I was up at the cottage this weekend, with my parents, enjoying the absolutely gorgeous weather. Sunday morning, I was out in the canoe with Abby…
Yup. He is turning 46 years old next month and he broke up with me via text. After spending Friday night with me and saying NOTHING.
I just about passed out in the canoe. When I got back, I hiked up the hill behind our cottage to get enough reception that I could call the coward. The explanation? After just over a month together, he’s not falling in love with me, so he needs to move on.
I cried. A lot. And not because of losing NG, but because all I felt was that there must be something wrong with me. And that is a horrible, horrible feeling.
I cried all the way home and went straight over to my neighbours house and then she called others in our ‘hood for support. Later last night my doorbell rang about 20 times in 3 seconds. When I opened the door, this is what I saw:
I still am feeling really stung and hurt and doubting myself…but the love my friends showed me, definitely helped me out of a very dark place yesterday.
I probably slept for 4 hours last night. My head feels like it is filled with helium and I am incredibly grateful for concealer to somewhat deal with my puffy eyes with dark circles.
But let’s talk about the good stuff that happened on the weekend. Because really, it’s what my life is made up of at the core. It’s what matters.
Saturday morning before heading up to the cottage I met up with my teammates for a run. We were going to do 14 miles buuuuut, it was like the tropics at 9am and we all agreed that 11 miles was a much better idea.
Seriously, I am so lucky to have these awesome women.
Then I headed up to the cottage and Abby proved, for the first year, that she can behave herself in a kayak!
The rest of the day was spent on the dock and in the water. Abby mostly in the water!
Followed by steak for dinner!
Sorry that you couldn’t fall in love with me, NG. Best of luck.