Tuesday, June 2, 2015
With a little help from my friends...
Clearly I had a melt down earlier today. My triggers lessen each and every day. Even when something comes up that still doesn't sit well with me, I am not pushed over the edge like I used to be by most of them. My children sharing a bed with the woman who fully participated in the destruction of my family unit? Yeah, that will definitely do it... But I'm not writing to discuss that again, I promise. Instead I get to acknowledge the beauty of the community I am in today. I have such phenomenal friends that I can show up with my kids to their house, with a melt down in progress (and admittedly a bottle of wine with this particular friend) and be welcomed, supported, and talked off the ledge. Tonight I had made arrangements to have dinner at my friend Jasmine's house. Our kids play awesome together, and we have been friends (albeit with a few intermissions) since the second grade. The best kind of family in my opinion. The plans were made when I was actually in a decent mood. So when I showed up in a tizzy, with a bottle of wine in hand, she gladly joked about how I could deal with this situation, shared a glass of wine with me, fed me and my kids dinner, and reminded me that I am not alone. Sounds schmaltzy written like that, which she would totally not approve of, but the fact is, I am insanely grateful and lucky to have her in my life. And I have others that I could have done the same thing with. People who would show up for me in a heartbeat. Who are happy to support me in both my moments of weakness, and my spiritual zen ninja moments of greatness. Friendship was always a struggle for me growing up and well into adulthood. Now, here I stand with everything I thought I knew in shambles around me, but with some of the best, strongest friendships I have every experienced. I feel phenomenally lucky for this. I still see that bright light, even when it is eclipsed by daily darkness. I know it is there for me and my kids. And the beauty and strength of these amazing friendships that I hold is all the proof that I need that there is some sort of god(dess). =)
Labels:
Divorce,
friendship,
hopes,
moving on
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