I have been asked by a few people recently when I planned to post my next blog. It has been difficult for me to get my thoughts in writing; wanting to keep the integrity of my blog and my story by telling it with love and a whole heart. I have needed some time to reflect on how my recent experience will shape my future posts. In my previous post titled Dip. Dip. Depression, I shared what has been happening in my life.
I feel like I have come full circle with my recent trauma and a new path on my journey is being paved. My focus is more clear and I am relaxing back in to life a little more each day. When this “saga” began, my plan was to head toward the east side of the country to be closer to my kids. It wasn’t long before opportunities were placed in my path that signaled to me Portland is still the place I need to be right now. What began as temporary housing has become the place I can call home for a while. This solidified my decision to stay put. My living arrangement is pretty fantastic and I cannot pass up this amazing opportunity. Additionally, I have met some incredible people recently who have been pivotal in my new direction. I am eager to pursue fresh ideas with some inspiring people.
As I recreate my life and move toward a place of healing, I am acutely aware of the fact that I must find my own closure in this ordeal. It is becoming painfully clear that M’s refusal to talk with me will continue and we will not come to a healthy resolve together. I have to be comfortable in not knowing. I am not there yet. I work on it every day, however. I am also reminded on a daily basis in some way to be grateful for the place I am now. Had we followed through with our plans together, that would have involved buying property. I am so deeply glad that did not happen. If “M’ is capable of this level of cruelty, I do not even want to imagine how much worse it could have been being entangled any deeper, financially.
What I think about most often is, what happened to the person I knew to be a kind, loving and caring human being? What happened to suddenly create a shift? Why would “M” choose to be so hateful? Are the people close to “M” concerned about this sudden change? Everyone in my life is certainly shocked. What happened to my
sweetie, my quirky, fun-loving adventure partner? What happened? What happened?? It’s an endless and unanswerable question in my mind. Every time I go down that road, I come back completely baffled. Honestly, it’s mind boggling. I don’t understand why “M” was so fearful of simply expressing feelings. Why didn’t “M” just say, “let’s talk.” Two words. It could have changed everything. It certainly could have created a much nicer outcome with a lot less hurt even if the end of this story were the same.
I had my feet so solidly planted in what I thought was a committed, long term relationship with the person I loved. I truly believed, that even though we had our issues that needed addressing, our emotional ups and downs; especially with me going through grief, that we would work together like couples do because we wanted a life–together. Nothing, absolutely nothing was so terrible in our relationship that it deserved this end. I did not deserve this treatment.
I am beginning to accept the new direction my life is taking. I am discovering a new and more thoughtful way to live. I have tried to make my new and very small kitchen in my new space work for me the best I can with the resources I have right now. I am doing all right. I have managed to get some decent meals prepared and eaten, albeit a lot more planning must take place to get to a delicious end result. Portable kitchen islands are on my radar. It will help my kitchen be more functional for me. Food storage and kitchen storage in general, is another issue. I have had many frustrating moments, fits of anger and sobbing outbursts. And, despite all the forced upon me hardships, I am doing all right.
I process as I cook; I breath through the pain and let go a little more each day. I am surrounded by a loving group of friends who support me and encourage me toward my new beginnings. I am grateful for the abundant opportunities and lovely people that have so perfectly timed themselves into my world. I try to keep my focus on my wonderful new path that develops a little more each day, keeping me curious, excited and motivated. I will be all right. I certainly enjoy feeling more like me again; authentic me. There is that saying, “hindsight is 20/20”; I see things now that I could not before. What I see is that I am much better off. Right here. Right now. I feel happy again despite the pain of betrayal. I am happy to be me.
I have no delicious food pictures at this time, nor do I have recipes to share. I think I really needed to keep this post about expression of feelings. I can sense my blog will take a new direction that will mirror my new life direction. So this feels like the perfect blog ending and beginning. I do hope you will continue along with me on my next journey.