When Goodbye Doesn’t Mean Forever


I’m not good with sharing deeply personal things on my blog. Actually, I’m terrible at sharing personal things, period. Talking about my homeschooling style, how awesome my little punks are, and the other day-to-day happenings of my life are not too difficult for me to write about. But when it comes to things that rip me apart, I tend to keep it all inside, or only share it with a few close friends and family.

Even though it’s so hard to talk about the personal things, I know that it will be better for me to get it out and off of my chest. Talking to the few friends and family that I hold oh-so-dear to me has helped, but I also need to explain what is going on in my life on this little ‘ole blog, since what is happening will hugely impact what I write about and the way that I write for a while.

The children and I are moving back to Arkansas, but Viking Man won’t be moving with us.

This is so hard to write about, so I’m just going to keep this post short. I don’t want to go into major detail over what has happened, why it has happened, or anything like that. All I want to do for now is let it out, that a way my readers’ don’t begin to ask why I’m back in Arkansas, why I’m not mentioning my husband much, and all of that.

He and I still love each other very much. It’s because we love each other that we’re doing this. We’ve been struggling for a very long time now and we’ve mutually agreed that this is probably what is best for our family at the moment.

We’re not getting a divorce. We want our marriage to work. But the issues that we’re having go much deeper than our marriage and require some space to work through them. Ultimately, we want to keep our family whole and happy, which is why we have felt that it is best to be apart in order to heal from past traumas.

Like the title of this post points out, goodbye doesn’t always mean forever. This is one of those times that we’re saying goodbye, but we say it with the hope that we’ll be able to say hello again very soon.

The kids and I are moving back to Arkansas, but it will be less than a half day’s drive to visit Viking Man in Missouri, so we plan on doing that often. Even if this takes a while for us to work through the issues, I want to be near enough that we can still see him.

I’m not writing this for sympathy, shock, or anything else like that. I just need some room to breathe and writing has always helped me with that. By writing this, I’m hoping to finally, after all these long months, be able to take in a deep breath of air and feel some comfort and healing.

As always, thank you for your continued readership. It really means a lot to me that you took the time to read this just to know a little of what is going on in my life.

Green blessings to you all.




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