A Bklyn tale

[BklynMom]

I have been thinking a lot over the past few days about how when this started I wanted to prove to everyone that I was done wrong. That my H left me for no good reason and with no heads up.

I was angry. How could someone do this to me? He needs to change his mind.

I started to think about the sitch differently once I imagined that in May I had received a life threating diagnose from a doctor. How would I behave if I had to battle a illness. Would I be bitter & angry? Who would I blame?

Most of the time there is no one to blame. I cant blame myself and I cant blame someone else.

I am just starting to stop blaming my H. To see our M as more like a sickness that can be cured if the right steps are taken. However it may not be cured in which case I want my days in limbo to be happy ones.

I only get one shot and I have to play the hand I am dealt the best I can.