Good question about the Man HarHIM, Kerry. Ready.. if you have to ask... welllllllllllllll... *chucklehugs*
What a beautiful feeling it is to let go..
It dissolves Lifts Gets Tossed Ejected Pried from my hands..
It's like being caught in a tremendous storm with thunder, lightning, violent winds. There's the shock of the abrupt change in weather, mad scrambling to find or create some type of shelter, so much work focusing on surviving the storm that at some point you realize that no only has the storm lessened but that the clouds have cleared, it's a beautiful new day.
No more need to scream to be heard over the winds. Weathering the storm. What better thing to do than to enjoy the day rather than relive the tempest.
Ya know, the guy I was married to has physically been gone almost two years. Get over it already, Kathleen! Sheesh. Whining about the past makes the present less enjoyable. And hello... fun, healthy fun, is a good thing.
Change is okay. I recognize the 'frozen in inaction' signals, the uber anxiety and accept them for what they are. Warning flags of things outside my comfort zone. Just address it. Assume the world is not out to get me.
Learning to trust. Me.
Cuz if I can't trust myself, have faith in me, then I'm doomed to failure.
It's not about being right or wrong. Just trying, doing my best.
So.. no man harHIM... but a few men that I feel comfortable just talking to casually. No agenda. No expectations. Not really wanting anything but to laugh and talk. Be in the moment.
I'm almost at the "physically gone almost 1 year" stage, myself. Just not getting over that hump, yet. Must be the house. When it's sold an I'm out I think will be the final break for me. But in this market, I (and you) may have to hunker down for a while.
hugs
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac
Divorce begins in the mind. And it's tough. About the house, think positive and smile for what was shared. Let the rest of the kaka go. Or at least that's what I'm doing, with the help of my friends and family.
It's been a busy time. My daughter's nose is healing. It was a bad contusion. Our dog's abscess is taking a little longer to heal. The vet has a concern that with her sudden weight loss and symptoms that our sweet pooch may have cancer, very swift spreading and terminal.
You know me.. spin on the bright side. I figure that now that I've found the one place she can't pillage the garbage and that we've started walking again that the weight loss is from no more garbage calories and exercise. She's our sweetie. I want her comfort and happiness.
On my front, that thing that popped and made my breast so happy may be back cuz my poor lil boobie is starting to hurt again. I'm seeing the doc on Thursday and will go from there.
Aside from that it's fun keeping the house so clean now that most of the clutter is gone. Well, two of the closets are scary but I'll get to them. My daughter and I are now washing the dishes as we go, something that really helps.
.....HUGS