Keeping perspective

He says misses me. He says he wants to see me. But within 24 hours after I told him when I was available, he made other plans at those times/on those days.

Not about me, not about me, not about me.

I understand that him being away is what he needs to do for himself, and I understand that my feelings are not all he needs to be considering right now.

Not about me, not about me, not about me.

But that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt that we haven't seen each other in over a week (very unusual for us), but he chose to make other plans at the times I was available.

Not about me, not about me, not about me.

He's told me that I'm being incredibly awesome about the whole thing and that he will owe me so much when this is done. He appreciates everything I'm doing.

Not about me, not about me, not about me.

I'm grateful that he recognizes this is hard for me, too, and that I'm stepping up and doing the best I can with the cards I've been dealt.

Providing additional perspective is the ordeal a friend of mine is going through - she took her daughter and left her husband tonight after finding something on his computer he'd promised her he was over. I feel guilty that her horrible situation is what's giving me perspective, but I'm so thankful we don't have children in the mix right now. He thinks that if we had a child/children that this may not have happened, but we can never be 100% sure.