Today would've been my 11-year wedding anniversary. Instead, it's the first year we're apart. Strange feeling, doesn't hurt, does inspire even more reflection and introspection than I'm normally prone to. ð³ I have my fingers crossed that he's doing well and trust that today will be better for each of us than it would've been if we'd been too afraid to make the hard call.
Welp, time to get my ð out of ð and do my best to make sure of it from my end. Happy Monday to all reading this btw (and no one else bc eff you guys for not being here for this ð€ðjkjk), and wish me luck with mine! ð€
