Day 20: Two

It's July 11.

Had Joe not left me, we would be celebrating our two-year anniversary today.

He said he would go with me today to see Harry Potter. Instead, I'm going alone, not because it's so important to me that I had to go anyway, but because I was already scheduled for the day off and I need to keep myself busy, so I don't think too hard about what was supposed to be.

Today was supposed to be a day of celebration, a movie date, probably to be followed by dinner -- not necessarily something fancy, maybe just a chance for me to cook dinner in, perhaps lasagna. Instead, I'll probably be eating with my mom tonight, nothing special, just two lonely ladies in a house together, since my dad's out of town.

Things were supposed to be so much different, y'know? I was supposed to be happy today, marking the anniversary of that one magic night when it all began, celebrating two years together while looking forward to many more.

July 11 is supposed to be a happy day, but instead, I'm just driving myself to distraction, waiting it out the best I can.