8:12 am
I received a couple more emails from my life this morning. This afternoon we are planning on meeting at the house and going through our belongings together. Deep inside this fills me with grief, but I’m gaining an ounce of hope in seeing her. She’s not totally closed to seeing me.
I’m beginning to think that she just might read my journal writings that I mailed to her. Oh God, please nudge her heart.
I truly believe that she still loves me, but that she’s experiencing overwhelming stress and depression… as I am. My soul cries for her to see how much I care for her and love her. I remain optimistic that she will be moved somehow, sometime. Yet, I keep setting myself up for disappointment; only because I deeply love my wife and desire a lifelong journey with her.
God provide me with the words to say. Provide me with a peaceful spirit. May my aroma be of you and your unfailing love. May Amie sense this aroma and know that my body breathes of love for her.
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