Strange

Strange. I feel that I have been plucked out from the world I once new and have been placed in a maze. A maze with sharp corners and the occasional tender caress. A maze that is not only confusing and infuriating but strangely exciting as well. J is leaving for 2 months. I will be alone. But I have been alone. So what really will change? I want him to know how much the kids will miss him. I will miss him. But I have to stop trying to get him to be responsible. That has to come from himself.