so last friday the kids and i met up with r's mom and had lunch together. she met us at the house and we drove together to our favorite vietnamese place in sj. conversation is as easy as it has been (in other words, much easier than when bk and i were together) and she has taken a real interest in my life without bk, including my life with d, which i think is fantastic and awfully big of her. she brought me a belated birthday present (that awesome bcbg max azaria dress over there and a pair of movie tickets). again, they've gone way above and beyond on me (their ex daughter-in-law) and surprised me with something that makes me feel sexy and totally thrilled with my new life. so awesome on them.and as the title may or may not suggest, being divorced is really no different than being almost divorced. like having a birthday and waking up being a year older, i feel no different. and in the same way i'm getting used to saying i'm divorced instead of married or separated or divorcing. i think i felt minorly panicky on friday because i realized really way down deep that i'm in a seriously vulnerable position: dude, i love this guy d and he could hurt me really really bad. (brief moment of terror, thank you ben for helping me through it.) that said, when i'm being rational at least, i don't think that d is the kind of guy to put me in the position that bk put me in.
bb after dinner.