Otra Vez

My boyfriend and I broke up again. Uggh! As you know, I've been having more of a tricky time with my health for the past few months, and that didn't make things easier, and now I am single again. It happened earlier this week, so I have had a few days to reflect on it, and I fear many more such days to come. I don't necessarily think it's a bad thing that we split - in fact, it may be a very good thing. However, I'm so stubborn about some things, and I didn't want to feel like I was giving up. I wanted to make it work. Anyhow, we decided to take a break. I am afraid it might be more permanent than a break, though, and in the moments where I feel his absence most acutely, that thought is especially unpleasant. I love him, but love isn't enough, and I figure it makes the hurt more painful.

A week ago we went to visit Lu and her husband, and I'm including a picture from the trip because it looks happy (and he's a looker ;) ).