“You need to forgive him.” How many times have I heard this? “Not for him, for your sake.” “You can’t move on until you forgive him.” Nope. My close friends are now a little careful when they approach this. They are concerned that there is still anger, (justifiable, they are quick to add!) and that … Continue reading Getting Over It— But not Forgeting
We were talking about plumbing. I texted a picture from a couple of years ago, of me on the floor of the laundry room, my head under the cabinet, deep in the process of replacing the sink and the sump pump. He made a comment about how independent and competent I was. It was a … Continue reading The Real Journey is on the Inside
I was on my website and realized I had a welcome sticky post that was seriously out of date! “Newly retired and newly single, I’m embracing inevitable change and setting out on a year of discovery” It’s been 16 months since my husband walked out the door the final time. I’ve cleared out and sold … Continue reading Welcome to my Brave Travels- Year 2
I take a deep breathe and launch down a black diamond run at Killington, heart pounding, and I remember how much I love to ski! When a friend first invited me to come to Vermont for New Year's I didn't really consider it. At Christmas when I was in Hawaii she reminded me and I … Continue reading A Year of Travel: How It Changed Me
When I tried to find the positive in my husband's sudden departure, first on the list was,"I will never have to stay in a condo on a golf course again." Yet here I am. My first blog post was written a year ago in Hawaii, on a holiday where I was supposed to be with … Continue reading Condo on a Golf Course (Reprise)
I wake up and I don't know what to do. It's not just that I have a choice that is difficult, but I honestly, on my first day home, have no idea what I should do. I wander around the apartment and look at the boxes that need unpacking, the suitcase with laundry and papers … Continue reading Home— and It’s Complicated
Deep in the Amazonian rainforest, beside an ironwood tree, our guide tells us about his ayahuasca experience. In a dark hut with his shaman, after days of fasting, he took the sacred plant concoction. It felt like snakes were coming out of his mouth and nose, he said, as all the bad in his soul … Continue reading Letting Go, Part 2
I look at the Bundt pan in my hand. I look at the already full cupboards in the tiny apartment kitchen and know it has to go. But when I look at the pan I don't see bulky metal. I see my spectacular chocolate zucchini cake, the one with the lemon glaze. I hear the … Continue reading Letting go
I presented a possible plan for our stay in Denver, that we should stay at a hotel instead of with the new friends who had offered a room at their house. There was no reply. Nervous, I came up with another suggestion, for a different hotel in a different location. Still no reply from the … Continue reading Opening my Heart Again
Technically, I have been homeless for 7 months. I walked out the door of the house I'd lived in for 18 years in mid-April and will not have an address of residence for another two weeks. In reality, it has been a privileged and voluntary form of homelessness. For 5 months of that period I … Continue reading Homeless
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