Lonely

I have been doing really well. I promise. I have many more "good" days than "bad." But, tonight, like most Fridays, I am alone. Usually, I am fine, but tonight the emptiness is very real. I guess because we are on the final countdown. As soon as DH and his attorney present our paperwork at the courthouse, it is done. Over. Done. Final. That could be this coming week or, at the latest, the next week. Funny, the only thing I remember our sealer saying at our sealing is, "Failure is not an option." He said it many times and I will always remember sitting there, glowing, next to DH, and hearing those words. I guess he was wrong. Failure is an option. And it hurts. It just plain hurts.