Been feeling really blue...

So, this weekend we went to see Elizabeth's dad. She had a great time so it was worth it. But it was kind of ironic that out of 52 weekends in any given year, she picked this weekend to ask to see her dad. She would, of course, pick the weekend of our wedding anniversary. We would have been married 18 years (and we were together more than six years before that.)

I don't regret the divorce - it's one of the few really sane things I've done in my life. But when I look at the wedding pictures (I saved them for Elizabeth - they're a part of her history) I regret the lost potential and the loss of innocence and freshness. In those days it felt like anything was possible. Now... well, I won't tell you what I've been thinking lately as it's surely colored by my love for my current job and other unrelated current life events.

The other thing that makes me sad is the loss of loved ones. When I think about my wedding I realize that a lot of really important people are gone. There weren't that many good people in my life and they're pretty much all gone.