2 years already..

Yesterday 2 years ago I saw my husband for the very first time. I can remember it like it was yesterday. Limerick in February. And the weather was as clear and sunny as it is now. Good old times that may never return. Surely they are not going to return, because times are different and we are different aswell. But I have to be honest, even though it means me being stuck in the past, I really miss those times. Times where We didnt have a care in the world. Just Us.
Tomorrow He is working with Her. All day. I really have to find me something to do so I wouldnt sit at home and think about them all the time. He says that He doesnt give a damn about her anymore, but I dont know if his attitude is going to be like that too when He sees Her at work. Because its not possible to work together when you are not talking and communicating at all. Im worried. Who wouldnt be worried in that situation? Because I still feel She has much power over him. And I want to break it. All I want is that He could finally stand up to these manipulations and think himself. Think what he wants and what matters for him in life and how He pictures his life to be.
So tomorrow is going to be an ultimate test for him (in a way a test for me too on how calm can I keep myself for 10 hours. And as you know me, Im not the most patient person in the world) and tomorrow evening when He comes home, I will find out how he managed and how the situation is...