Let me take you on a journey…
Grief is a Bitch
So I began again by visualizing the “mist” of my power on him. As I breathed myself back in, my annoyance of that interaction faded and I began to feel something else. Tears. I felt tears welling up in my eyes. “What the hell?” My power entering me was first of that conversation but then it took on a whole new energy and seemingly loss of power. It was the conversation we had the day before that. It was the one that he confirmed to me that he has a girlfriend.
You Wanna Talk About a Shitty Morning?!
You know those mornings. The ones when you’re running late, the “To Do” list before leaving keeps on getting added to and you start to feel a little over-stressed before the day has really begun. Ya, I had one of those mornings.
Starting Over, Yet Again.
Never in my wildest dreams did I believe it would happen but after infertility, job loss, infidelity, pregnancy, motherhood and trying to rekindle and heal the hurt experienced within my marriage, I chose to let go. I chose to Start Again.