I'm doing fairly awesome... something I never thought I'd say post-divorce.
Gaining some clarity on how God protected me with Matt's leaving. I now have the life I dreamed about so, so many married years. I live in a place I've loved since I was a kid. I work from home. I'm good at what I do. Have a season pass to the Biltmore and live 10 minutes from the Blue Ridge Parkway if I ever need a little reminder of what God's about. Something about these really old mountains has been healing for all of us. We give them personalities and feel like they are watching over.
Oldest D is 23 now and finding her way. She has the most baggage from her dad. She seems to be getting to some closure in her own way. She has dated two addicts now... but, has broken it off with both after being mistreated. Hasn't gone back to school, but lives in her own place and has a job she rocks at the YMCA--was named employee of the quarter. Is something of a Yoga expert, and worked as a whitewater river guide. She is figuring things out in her own time, and I've gotten out of her way. She lives about 10 minutes away, so I'm here if she needs me.
Youngest is AMAZING. She doesn't have as much baggage because she was nine when it all went down. With my youngest, I can see how living away from her dad has been a good thing. He always struggled with her As diagnosis, and never offered the support or patience she needed. He reacted with a short temper and emotional abuse. Today, she is full of self-confidence and definitely her own person.
Weird thing... I'm maybe most proud that I kept all our pets with us. Life exploded and I could've easily given them up due to circumstances. But, all our Ohio brood is still together and our little band of misfits are now Mountain Misfits.
Job, hope you are well. Much LOVE to YOU!
"You know, it's times like these when I realize what a superhero I am." Tony Stark/Iron Man
“Focus on what you can do, then do it with all your heart.” Lois Wilson
