
Last night I had brilliant ideas for my blog but not today. The good news is my bank account is open and will soon have money in it. Dan has wired money which I should have Monday. The debit card is on it’s way. The downside is I can not access my account because I have not properly set up my BankID. I have to go in Monday and fix it. Soon, very soon!
I have been holding it together. Getting the apartment ready, telling myself I don’t need him, being distracted by other things but the truth is I am sad and lonely, today at least. I won’t allow myself to be here too long. It hurts too much. It helps to talk to family and friends but it isn’t the same.

I long for the person to sit next to and share things with. Someone to cuddle with, who makes me feel safe. Someone who will hold me when I feel sad and get me the box of tissues when I cry. I miss my best friend who said he cared for me. I long for my old life and I realize it is gone. I am still mourning and the pain is real. I miss the kids and grandkids. I miss a familiar way of life. I miss my friends and family.
It has been been long time since I have had a good cry. What do I have to cry about? I have everything I need, this is what I wanted. I put myself here. I made my choices. I am responsible for the outcome too. I feel the need to control, to create a safe place for myself. Everything has to have a place and I want to know what is coming next, except no one can know fully. I am struggling to allow things to happen and just be.

I create my own destiny. The other part is discovering and allowing things to occur so I can move on but I am resisting. Resisting doing it any other way but my own. Resisting any more changes. Feeling anything for anyone because I may get hurt. Resisting but moving forward with tiny steps like attending the relationship and business course I started last week. Meeting new people even when I don’t want to. Baby steps to push past the resistance. A little at a time and it will come.
I discovered I had Netflix on my TV so I signed on and decided to watch the movie Julie & Julia. If you haven’t watched it, I highly recommend it. Julie cooks and blogs her way through Julia Childs’ French cookbook. She gives herself a year to get thru all 524 recipes. Her journey of success, disappointment and discovery is what inspires.

I am reminded life isn’t always easy and it takes work. In the end it will be worth it. So it shall be for me as well!

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