Listen to your gut...

     It's day 5....honestly, I've cried every day since the last time I spoke to him.  Today I woke up, feeling better about life.  I was determined to have a good day.
I had an appointment to get my hair braided, I decided it was time for me to stop looking like what I had been through.  I hadn't combed my hair in 3 days....and I looked a complete mess.  Sometimes, when I look better, I feel better.
I headed out to my appointment in Raleigh.  I hardly ever visit that side of town, but I've had the same braider since before I moved to NC.
I was driving down 40 from Durham towards Raleigh.  The closer I got to the exit for my braider's shop, I began to feel sick to my stomach.  I hadn't eaten this morning.  I hadn't taken medicine because I didn't want to take it on an empty stomach.  But the more I drove, the weaker I felt.  I began sweating.  I pulled over on the side of the road, because it was evident that I was about to vomit......and as I pulled over, I looked up.  I knew that red truck from a mile away. I looked back to see the writing on the side of the truck and confirmed what I already knew.   On the other side of the highway, there he was.  

     My body was warning me that he was near, all I had to do was listen to it. Just as quickly as he whizzed by, my symptoms went away. I mean instantly.  I hopped back on the highway, and haven't felt a twinge of nausea since.
Always listen to your gut.....I actually wish I had listened in March of 2017.  I could have saved myself a lot of heartache.  A lot of headache.  A lot of money.  Some of my dignity.  But I didn't. Now, I'm paying the price.
Lesson of the day:  ALWAYS listen to your gut.