12 months ago I was pretty
happy and excited in a relationship that seemed so right and I never thought I would
feel that way again.
8 months ago we broke up..
9 years ago I left a great
job after almost 8 years; one I thought I would never leave.
6 years ago I began this new
one….
12 years ago I thought my
life was over; I never thought I would heal.
9 years ago I got sober and I
never thought I would want to.
7 months ago a precious baby
came into this world; the product of the love
Of 2 recovering people (one
of which is my wayward son).
1 month ago they blocked me
from their lives and their precious baby…
I never saw that coming.
So, as time slips by or spins
at warp speed, we embrace it or fight it… but it wins. Always.
Time takes Time. In the Meantime it’s a mean time. Pretty prolific, right?
Life offers good and dishes
out hard. We either absorb, accept or
fight.
I have been consumed by each
of these things from point of contact at that time. Of course as time passes, the injury or joy
passes and dissipates.
Someone said to me last night
that people see the glass half full or half empty which either is correct. That had never occurred to me. Of course they are. So, we always have a choice to have it either
way. For me, sometimes I don’t have the
ability to see above the misery and sadness to choose the positive.
I am working through this
newest hurt and maybe by trying to understand him rather than harboring anger
which builds to resentments. Again,
processing as the “time” passes. Am I certain
of a good outcome? No. Am I resolved to that chance? No. But
I’m hoping and without hope I might as well check out….
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