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5:34 P.M. - Tuesday, Mar. 04, 2008 I made a list and forced myself to complete it, a battle of the will is how it felt when I completed the plan for the day. I cleaned and organized the remainder of the afternoon. Twice I sat on the couch and thought about sleeping but the list was haunting me, family will be arriving at the beginning of next month and this house is not a home. Looking around now, I feel good, it looks better and it is beginning to feel like I belong. A part of me is coming through, what I like and how I want everything to be. I have much more to do but the progress I made is remarkable. If someone were to stop by I wouldn't feel the need to explain what a slob I am. The holes that were left when husband packed his belongings and took flight were a constant reminder something was missing. I filled those spaces with my things, drawers with my garments and covered walls with pictures I love. Curtains replaced the ripped blinds; both bathrooms have a woman's touch, and I have barely skimmed the surface. While working around the house today it came to me my crash wasn't him leaving for what I feel was fanfare with his departure being on Valentines Day while I was at work, but the realization the book had ended. When I left here years ago, chapters came to life the day we met. My soul mate, a match brought together through Divine Intervention, or so I thought. It boggles my mind to think we had 19 years come April together, we loved, lost a child, a grandchild, our home, health, jobs, everything I once felt was irreplaceable. We walked those roads together just to come full circle and here I am alone�chapter closed, book ended, for what I ask. There is no answer to many of life's trials especially when you feel like you're on the losing end, so I can sit pour my heart out for what is no longer here or I can pick up the shattered parts of my life and build again. I'll put Humpty Dumpty together again� Sandyz
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