Roads Go Ever On

[Painter]

I think my fear of the future has diminished as I realize that the most painful, horrid thing has already happened and I've lived through it and survived. There's not much more to be afraid of.

Just wanted to share that I had a wonderful weekend. I spent most of Saturday with a new friend (a fairly recently divorced woman), then got some work that had been hanging over me out of the way. Sunday was the start of choir season and it was a very festive service. This is at my new church here, very similar to the one I used to go to back home.

After church, I went to my studio (finally made time for it) and spent 3 hours painting. I was very happy with what I did, too! I picked up lunch at a local cafe within walking distance and had a completely random, very interesting conversation with a philosophy student who was also waiting for his food.

In the afternoon, Son and I took the dog to a big dog park for a walk. The weather was absolutely perfect. It was just one of those days where I was completely aware and present the entire day of what a great time I was having.

And I also had brief thoughts that WH would not have wanted to share any of these activities with me, or appreciated them. I don't think we have to always share all activites with our partner to make a R work, but I think not sharing any can be very detrimental over time.

The anger and sadness is there, but more muted and I forget about it more frequently. I see a lot of the aftermath of divorces in my temp job right now, so that's a trigger and I can tell I'm angrier today.

So just a share that it is possible to have wonderful days only 5 months after 2 years of bombing that ended with a nuke!