Chris came home from Oregon late yesterday. He drove home in the heat of the day. He had a good time on his trip.
We broke up last night. Mostly he broke up with me. That was the mystery thing that had been encircling my world for the past week. I knew it was coming. We had discussed it. I was opposed.
I'd like to say something witty like "People come and go so quickly around here." But he and I have been in our relationship for 6.5 years. That's not very quick though when you are at our age, time flashes by in seconds.
Chris was a tremendous help to me all throughout the cancer and chemo experience. I am so incredibly grateful to him. He will never know because one cannot state their gratitude as much as show it. Chris is a very nurturing person though he might be tired of nurturing other people. It's time for him to nurture himself. I will miss him terribly. The silver lining to this cloud, is that I have obviously reached a point in my own physical health where I am healthy enough to dump. Who'd a thunk it?
Wherever we'd go in our travels together, we'd take silly pictures of ourselves. People would offer to take our picture but it was a silly tradition that I enjoyed. Last night after some crying and a lengthy discussion, we took this photo. It's not the most flattering picture but it's real life. There was some laughing and (a lot of) suffering. I am experiencing incredible grief today.
I wish Chris the best that life has to offer though I am 100% sure he's already had that with me. I look forward to the day he comes to his senses.