Someone once said,
“You don't marry someone you can live with, you marry the person who you cannot live without.”
I'm struggling with whether or not that's true.
Because, quite honestly, I think I'm okay by myself. I lived twenty-seven years not being married to Jason and I was pretty cool. I can pay all my bills by myself. I can juggle three people's schedules at the same time and still have time to make everyone dinner. I'm good. I got this.
So I have to believe that quote is not true. Not on that level anyway.
I can, I TOTALLY can, live without Jason.
I don't want too, though.
I don't know if it's that simple.
But I don't think it's that hard, either. I think it's way less hard than I used to think.