Not a lot to post lately....which is a good thing. I can look back and realize that I have woken up from a terrible nightmare. But before that nightmare, there was a very long dream.
I am glad to be back. I feel most like myself, now, and it is good. There are changes; there has been growth. Surprising, but I didn't realize how important it was to learn to live as an independent woman. I had never had the chance to do that (other than when I went away to college, and I still went home every weekend to be with the boy...).
Anyway, trite, I know, but it is a new chapter.
I still have things to learn (and am grateful for that). Right now, it is concentrating on learning more about: *what my body is capable of, and making it healthy *getting myself and home organized and peaceful (FlyLady) *exploring interests and ways to spend my time *finishing that damn grad degree I was almost done with when the sh!t hit the fan *releasing the last of my anger - it is mostly relegated to dreams at this point, my subconscious still wrestling with the past. Images of my parents percolate up, too - I am a work in progress.
If I don't get to check in with my friends here, I hope that you all forgive me. Most of the closest know me in the alt or can get me there. I am forever indebted to so many here, and this site.
Onwards and upwards - I turn 40 on the 25th, and it seems like it will really be a milestone.
