Today and probably tomorrow, I will take the time. To mourn what we had because it was great while it lasted. He was caring, funny, supportive and in many ways he still is. He just does not make the time. I miss exploring, I miss the moments we shared. I miss us and I know it’s okay to miss us and I’m definitely working on moving on. When I look around I don’t see anyone that attracts me and honestly that worries me sometimes. Why aren’t there choices? Why can’t I find someone where we work together? The truth is, I would absolutely be willing to try again another time. But I have to live my life. I am a good person and someday it will work out with someone. Someday, the connection, the timing will be right. We aren’t meant for now, maybe not ever. But I feel good and for that I am thankful.