Yup, I had a bit of an epiphany this morning. Today I am feeling...well... kind of mildly, happily, surprised. I discovered that I am happy, truly happy, in my life now. I mean, okay, for the most part I already knew this, but I am more whole than broken these days, and I didn't really see the repair work happening.
For the past two years, May 27th has been an anticipated, dreaded day for me, marking my wedding anniversary. Yesterday, each time I had to write the date (which, as a bank teller, you do all day long) I kind of winced, and felt that familiar tiny pit in my stomach, reminded of the failed marriage behind me. It felt different than before though. Sad yes, but not nearly so painful. More like an accepted sad chapter in my life, and a long ago past chapter at that.
I didn't mention the date and it's significance to anyone; there was no need to, after all. I focused on all of the good things going on in my life and how busy I am. (I even got to have a quick visit with Miss Isabelle and my cutie patootie daughter-in-law!)
When I awoke this morning, I laid in bed a long time, which, if you know me, you know is really unusual for me. I felt like I had turned a corner, and it kind of surprised me to realize this. I just stayed in my cozy cocoon of blankets and feather pillows and pondered it for quite a little while.
I am content with my life.
Time really does have such a good way of assisting in healing.
