No, it's not permanent. No, I have not been given the gift of R. No, my BS won't be in the house, but...
I'm taking my boys on the annual family vacation on Sunday, and my BS told me I can stay in the house for the weekend before.
Who ever thought such a major HIGH could come from something so simple as sleeping in your OWN HOME. Makes my realize how far I have fallen due to my A, but I'm not letting that take away how special this moment is. Sleeping under the same roof as my kids - yippee!!!
Now for the low. This is all possible because my BS pulled out of the annual holiday (months ago, right after DDay). She is taking a private holiday to an undisclosed location just for herself. So me going home is actually more about me babysitting to cover her vacation, but that won't spoil it in the least.
The win-win, she gets even more of the space she needs and I get to be with my kids. No, it's not a family, but it's not all bad.
Will we ever be on vacation together again? I pray and hope so but guess what, I honestly don't know if it will ever happen again. I've left that part in God's hands and trust he'll let me know what he decides!