Dear Trippin2.0,
First, hugs.
I've been there, sister mine.
But the story is different, even if the cast is the same.
My soulmate went to war. Swore he'd be home when the baby came but couldn't resist the addiction of those sorties. I had the baby okay without him (mad as hell).
He was lost out there somewhere. Never came back from that war.
The moral is: Even soul mates aren't guaranteed forever together.

Having had a soulmate is more than most people are blessed with. Rather than feeling the emptiness, can you recall any of that comforting glow that a soulmate brings to life?

I know it's not much. It's sure not a hug. But people can always vanish in an instant. We have to have more to keep us going than one person's physical presence, or we're never very far from trouble.

Hugs, as real as I can make them. I do so feel for you.