New Beginnings
In the end, leaving a marriage of 17 years created in me a numbness…I was somewhat of a sleepwalker at first. Finding myself nearly 50 years old and thrust out into the world of dating woke me up eventually. I found it exciting - and terrifying! I wavered between wanting to rush out and play or hiding out in the closet until some handsome stranger came and rescued me. (o.k. the stress of the last few years created a slight neurosis) Now that I was alone I could enjoy copious amounts of ice cream, stop shaving my legs, and run around the house in those well-worn gray sweats I can’t seem to part with. But I knew if I gave into those temptations that I would undermine my entire life by creating that much more of a problem. Not to mention much MORE of me to love if I got lucky enough to find a man who liked hairy women who live on ice cream. If I allowed this huge upset in my life to take a negative direction, then how could I learn anything from this experience? Rather than view this as an end to something…why not look at it as a beginning?
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