Thanks! And Kerry.. I'd forgotten about that image. It's funny.. my perception (right or wrong) of him doesn't matter. Only my response.
My house has gone from overwhelming clutter to serene order.
My attitude has gone from constantly defensive to drafting my declaration of independence.
My abilities have transformed from helplessness with something not working to hunkering down taking steps to fix it.
The open house this weekend went well, ten serious groups going through shopping to buy. My realtor/friend of very high standards gushed about how beautiful my house is to show.
When asked about the former spouse I spoke of his actions in derogatory terms. She, ever the grounded realist, surmised that he probably regretted his choices and was in a vary bad situation, causing him to turn to trying to control me. To not respond to his attacks or insults because he was looking for a reason to fight.
I truly feel I AM writing my declaration of independence, eschewing the need to find self worth in others.
I thought of a friend whose husband left her with two small children. To how she scampered to make a life. And that she is one of the most dynamic 'senior' citizens, full of energy, action and optimism with her long term second marriage. She and her retired spouse do so MUCH. I wanna be like her, find and unleash my mojo.. take risks.
My journey is like hike in the woods occasionally going through dense branches, sometimes getting whacked by their release (temporary) but savoring the journey (big picture).
And it's odd how the right message comes through at uncanny times. While reviewing the modification loan, the representative spoke of how each day is a new canvas, my choice in how to paint it. Each day a new opportunity.
