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Hitting the Wall –

Hitting the wall.  When I hear that phrase I think of Marathon runners.  I’ve never run one, don’t intend to.  My take on running is that only creatures with four legs were put on this earth to run thank you very much!  But I know people who have run Marathons and my ex ran a Marathon once.  As a matter of fact, that was back when one of those first indicators of infidelity popped up that completely went over my head and I missed it.  You know what they say about hind sight being 20 – 20.  But that’s for another story.  Marathon runners are said to “hit the wall” around my 22 or so of the 26+ miles they run.  Divorce recovery is a lot like that.  The end is in sight yet so far away . . . . .

When you’re recovering from a divorce, it’s one of the biggest life changes you will ever go through.  Nothing as you knew it or lived it will ever be the same again.  We are creatures of habit, we love things that are familiar.  Familiar gives up comfort.  Trying to break away from all that familiarity is a very hard task.  I like to think of it as leaving your “comfort zone”.  There’s nothing wrong with a comfort zone.  Life after divorce however is going to force you out of your comfort zone.

Whatever patterns of behavior and patterns of life you had before just got blown up.  And do you know what happens when you refuse to break those old patterns in your life??  You will hit a wall.  You refuse to make changes and continue to try to live life as you had before is just like butting your head against the wall over and over and over again.  Guess what??  That wall isn’t going to move and it’s not going to crumble upon impact.  It’s just going to give you a really big headache.

Hard?? Yes!!  Impossible??  No!!  I know, I’ve hit it multiple times.  I’m stubborn, I keep trying to live my life as I did before and it’s not working.  When that wall won’t move, it’s time to make changes.  Assess yourself and your life and what you can do to scale that wall.  Is it moving to a different town?  Maybe.  Is it changing your group of friends and surrounding yourself with those people who live like you live and believe in the same moral and ethical values as you?  Absolutely.  Is it putting up boundaries and learning to respect yourself as a valuable and important human being?  Yes, please!   Create a new life for yourself that gives you new options and keeps you away from repeatedly running into that wall.

Find a ladder, it’s going to be great on the other side!!  Believing that gets me through each and every day!

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Finding yourself again –

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/vicki-larson/why-do-women-lose-themsel_b_1402680.html?icid=maing-grid10%7Chtmlws-main-bb%7Cdl8%7Csec1_lnk3%26pLid%3D150419

A dear friend sent me this link to an article concerning “losing ourselves” in our relationships with men.  It does seem to happen, has for generations.  Sometimes on the “other side” of marriage we manage to recoup that which we had given “away” or given “up” when we married.  It’s true, we can lose ourselves totally and forget the things that we believed in, that we were passionate about, that meant the world to us.

I share the post here with you to provoke thoughts of what you lost, and what you now have the freedom to get back.  It’s a struggle but maybe, just maybe it’s also an opportunity.  I’m reminded of a poster I once had hung up in my classroom. I know you’ve heard it!  “When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.”  I’ll be making some lemonade today!!

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The Rear View Mirror –

In cars and trucks?  A purposeful thing!  You have to see all around yourself when you’re driving.  You’re looking for a clear lane ahead, you’re making sure the vehicle beside you isn’t changing lanes into you.  Looking in the rear view mirror also helps you anticipate when you can make a lane change, or move out of the way of the car racing up behind you or the emergency vehicle that needs to get by you.

In life after divorce?  Only up to a certain point.

Another line in a great song (I’ll refer a lot to song since it’s such an important thing in my life) refers to a rearview mirror and the singer says “I ain’t never looking’ back, and that’s a fact!”  I believe all of us spend a great deal of time looking back when first separated and / or getting a divorce.  We beat ourselves up with the “what if’s”.  We wonder what we could have done differently to have not landed ourselves in this situation.  We blame ourselves for not being smart enough, attractive enough, thin enough, funny enough, sexy enough – the list goes on.  What did you think you’d done wrong?  What did you think you should have done differently to make your marriage last?

In the Divorce Recovery Series that I’m currently attending (www.trinitycounselingandconsulting.com and http://www.gayegjones.wordpress.com), we’re learning how to live meaningfully and wholly in the moment.  At no time is that more important than when you start doubting yourself for the things you think you did wrong in the past.  Sometimes things just happen and nothing you did, or might have done differently could have changed or prevented what happened.  Don’t get me wrong, none of us are perfect and we all make mistakes.  However, constantly looking in the rear view mirror will certainly have you crashing head first before too long.

I wish I had answers for all of us on how to make this easier, more palatable with a speedy recovery – but I don’t.  What I can tell you is that looking forward, looking ahead, making a plan and smart choices about your life NOW is going to get you through this.  There is no set recovery date, but you are moving toward it.  One step at a time, one day at a time.  You can’t change the past in that rear view mirror, but you certainly can choose how to move forward.  Let this be the day.  As they say in the NIKE commercials – just do it!

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This has to be under the category of “Seriously?”

A friend sent me this link today, (thanks JK) sorta “tongue in cheek” and I just couldn’t resist sharing it here.  What will they think of next?  I suppose if you really need to do something to express yourself post divorce, this could fill the bill.  I’m not saying this is good or bad, just food for thought . . . .

http://shine.yahoo.com/photos/divorce-rings-depressing-jewelry-trend-1333398529-slideshow/bouquet-divorce-ring-photo-1333398432.html

So what did you do with your ring/diamond??

 

 

 

 

 

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Life by remote control –

One of the things I’ve come to enjoy “post” divorce is my control over the remote control.  Don’t know about you, but what was playing, where it was playing and why it was playing on the TV was never in my control.  Why is that??  I have an opinion, it just was never asked for.  I had no control over the control.

Now it’s all mine.   Only problem with that now is that I have to remember to have a pair of glasses close by so that I can see the buttons.  He could do it by memory, I have to hunt and peck and make sure I hit the button I’m really wanting to hit.  Heaven help me being able to figure out how to undo what I’ve done if I hit the wrong button.  There is no ooops button on there.  But as I sat contemplating these buttons I realized how much my life has become like my remote control, yet not in a way I feel like I am able to control.  Clear as mud?

There’s the “on” button and the “off” button.  Hopefully you want your life to be “on” because the alternative just doesn’t work so let’s agree that we all want to be “on”.  How about the “mute”?  There are times that I want to put all those people around me who think they know how I should live my life on “mute” – enough already.  Did I ask for your advice?  If I did, then fine, bring it on but please quit acting like you know what’s best for me all the time.  Some times you just don’t know all that’s going on, I have all the info, you don’t so please save your advice until I really ask for it!

“Fast forward” – yep, I’d really like to hit that button some days.  I’m one of those people who likes to know what’s ahead of me, that way I can plan for it.  If I’m going to have a bad day, I want to prepare for it, soften the blow, gird the loins.  I know I can’t change it, but I want to be ready.  How about the “back up, reverse” button?  Absolutely.  There are so many “do overs” out there that I’d like a chance to fix.  Things I would do differently.  I would have enjoyed more of those little league games and carpool lines because that would mean my boys would still be here at home with me to enjoy.

I wouldn’t have believed my “ex” that he would “never cheat again” and I would not have held all that pain inside, not sharing it with anyone, especially my family.  I wouldn’t have stayed through the second affair and into the third, I would have had more respect for myself and started my new life earlier.  Yep – the reverse button could have saved some of the pain.  Then there’s the “menu” button, I’d like to be able to have a menu of selections so that I had some choices during the marriage, then later during the divorce process and the life after.  Choices are good, choices make you think, choices are realizing you have/had options.

How about the “guide” button?  For sure, wouldn’t we all like to have a guide?  A guide to happiness, a guide to good health, a guide to being a good spouse, a good parent, a good friend?  It would be nice to have a guide to living a fulfilled life, to making a difference and doing the right thing when decisions need to be made.  Along with the guide button would also be the “info” button because we can make really good decisions about our life when we have all the info.  If I had the info then that I had now, would I even have married that person?

Divorce is all about the “exit” button, you have exited a marriage.  You have exited a way of life, you have exited what you thought was stable and enduring and happily ever after.  My spouse took the exit because he just had no interest in trying to make 30 years stand for anything.  Door closed.  Last but not least is the “select” button.  Today this is the most important button for me because I get to select everything.  I get to select how to live my life, where to live my life and with whom – if anyone ever – to live my life.  I select how to act, how to dress, what to eat, where to go, who to spend time with and the best????  I get to select my favorite channel on my remote control, but only if I want the TV on.  Select to be the best you can be every day and don’t forget to keep spare batteries on hand!!

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Learning to trust again?

I was married in the 70’s, a child of parents married in the 50’s and born during the depression.  My father and mother were married almost 50 years when my Dad passed away.  He had served in WW2 and Korea.  They understood and honored their vows, they trusted that through thick and thin, they’d be there for each other.  They trusted it and they lived it.  That’s what I learned growing up, that’s what I witnessed every day.  I was lucky.  I was the first divorce in my family.  Is it any wonder why I have trouble learning how to deal with it?

Flash forward to today.  I have a new foster GSD (German Shepherd Dog) in my house as of yesterday, I own two other rescue GSD’s.  We’re quite the pack on our daily walks.  As I’m getting to know this new GSD I’m seeing her struggle on the trust issue.  She doesn’t know me, she was a stray found under the bridge of the Sam Houston Tollway who was such a survivor it took her rescuer over a month or so to grab her.  Now that’s dedication to rescue.  How long before she begins to trust me?

I trusted a lot in my life.  I trusted as a child that my parents would take care of me.  I trusted as a wife that my husband would honor our vows.  I trusted my friends to support me through the difficult days, weeks and months of the divorce.  What I’m learning now is that I need to trust myself.  I need to trust that I have the strength to survive divorce.  I need to trust that I will make good decisions when it comes to taking care of myself because I can no longer trust that anyone else is going to do that for me.  I am hoping that one day I can trust that not all men lie, not all men cheat, not all men think only of themselves.  I’m trusting that when they made men like my Dad they didn’t “break the mold” and that my sons will grow up full of honor and integrity like their Grandfather had.

They say trust is freely given – the first time.  Once broken, it has to be earned back.  As I look into the sad eyes of my foster GSD this morning I so want her to know that she CAN trust me, I will not betray her, I will see to her needs.  Maybe together, we’ll both learn to trust again.

 

 

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If I had to make a choice . . . . .

I’ve just returned from a very special weekend, one with the GF’s.  You know – the “girl friends”!  We went to a friend’s place in the country.  We arrived on Friday with time for HH – happy hour – and a lovely sunset.   My friend and her husband have restored a wonderful farmhouse, and made improvements all over the property.  And of course, my favs, they have horses!!  After settling in we wandered down to the barn to say hello to the five horses currently in residence.  Her husband rides and shows cutting horses – an amazing thing to watch if you never have.  The athleticism will amaze you.  Of course, I love anything having to do with horses.  : -)

Afterward we came back to the porch, sat in the rocking chairs and solved the problems of the world, or at least our world.  I’ve had this particular friend for almost thirty years, and there’s not much about “me” that she doesn’t know.  We snacked, and giggled and enjoyed our own version of Patsy Cline karaoke with her juke box.  There might have even been a Tom Cruise “Risky Business” sock slide across the old farmhouse wooden floor at some point.  The next day we were joined by another GF, and continued our girl talk late into the evening around the outdoor fire pit while admiring the sliver of moon, Jupiter and Venus in the clear night sky.

Sunday morning, we slept in, then gathered on the porch, once again in the rockers, and with either coffee or tea in hand, set about planning our day.  By the time I returned back to reality on Sunday evening I couldn’t quit smiling.  I thought fondly of some of our silliness, and of the way we were there for each other.  No one sat in judgment, no one criticized.  There was only support, understanding and empathy.  When I woke up Monday morning, it was with a smile on my face, something I haven’t had for a while.  I’m blessed with the love and support of my GF’s.  Somehow they make me feel like I can accomplish anything.  They build me up, they do not tear me down.  They do not pick me apart with faults, they do not blame me for the things wrong in their lives.  They love me unconditionally and for that I am grateful.

So this weekend, if I’d had to make a choice between being with an emotionally unavailable male or my GF’s, I’d pick the GF’s.  They fill my heart with gladness.

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When the Light Bulb goes off!!

Yep – when that light bulb goes off, it gets your attention.  Of course, you’re probably thinking that I’m referring to a light bulb going off in your “brain”.  You’re thinking I’m referring to one of those “AHA”  moments in life where you finally figured something out that’s been stumping you.  Well, not this time.  I’m literally referring to when that durn light bulb goes off and you have to do something about it!

This was brought home to me recently when I had a light bulb “pop” and burn out.  I came downstairs to find a darker room than when I’d left it some five minutes earlier.  One of the recessed can’s light bulbs had blown.  No problem I thought, I can grab a ladder and a fresh bulb and change it myself . . . . . . right????

Wrong – I don’t have a ladder tall enough.  I have a ladder ALMOST tall enough.  I have those lovely tall ceilings that everyone is so fond of these days!   Remember when ceilings used to be 8 feet??  Now you go into an older home with 8 foot ceilings and you feel like you’re in a cave.  Everyone has 10 foot or 12 foot ceiling now.  Great, wonderful, how open it makes your room feel until you lose a light bulb, and you’re only 5’7″, and you don’t have a tall enough ladder and, OK – here it comes, you don’t have a man around the house who IS taller than 5′ 7″.

I stretched my reach, I thought bad thoughts, and I almost tossed the new light bulb across the room in frustration that I shouldn’t have to be doing this for myself.  I should have a help mate who can help when these things occur.  But I don’t and my neighbors next door on both sides are women and the neighbor across the street is male but shorter than me.  I’ve tried those extender pole light bulb changer thingy’s, the last time I broke the bulb off in the socket because it had been screwed in too tightly before I moved in.  So now it’s on the “next time you pay for an hour’s worth of services from the handyman service” list, and I”ll just live with a little darker kitchen for a while, in the house where I live – alone.

 

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SWF

While driving yesterday I heard a C & W song that refers to a “Single White Female”.  The personal ads list them as SWF’s.  Of course, divorce has no ethnicity boundaries so it could just as easily be SBF or SLF – the choices are endless.  However, it’s still a label.  And it’s so darned depressing at times.  Don’t get me wrong, it’s not the type of depressing that makes you wanna drive your car off the nearest cliff.   It’s the kind of depressing that sometimes makes you sound a tad desperate.  Do you know what I mean?

Have you wondered why when you fill out most applications these days that they want to know not just that you’re a “female”, they want to know your “status”.  They ask if you’re single, married, divorced, separated or widowed?  Except for that second choice, the others are pretty much “ALONE”!!!  What the heck difference does it make?

For a Dr’s office, maybe they want to make sure there is a “responsible party” – someone who can pay for their services – ok, makes some sense.  But the others?  Do we have to call attention to it?  You don’t think being divorced is bad enough but I have to let everyone else know that I’m a product of a failed marriage?  If you’re going to ask me for my status, can you at least give me a couple of blank lines to fill in that it wasn’t really my choice to be this age and single?  Don’t know why, it just rubs me the wrong way as if there’s really a big need for anyone to know why I’m NOT a married woman.

How about you??  Any thoughts??  What pushes your buttons??  Let us hear from you!

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Happy St. Patrick’s Day

The clock just crossed midnight, and I’m still awake.  Can’t sleep for some reason, no big news flash, happens alot.  But as I lay there awake, I realized that it’s now officially St. Patrick’s Day.  The mind started thinking about “green” and so there you have it – my thoughts on green.  For the Irish and St. Paddy’s day it’s the “wearin’ of the green”.   Hmmmm, well I’ll have to think about wearing green later, hopefully after I get a few hours sleep, in the mean time . . . .

How about “green with envy?”  I know, I know – envy is supposed to be a bad thing.  We all try not to be envious but we’re human and sometimes we just can’t help it.  So what are you green with envy about???   I’m envious of couples.  When you’re  a single, you seem to notice that the world is full of couples.  Couples walking hand in hand.  Couples deep in conversation.  Couples finishing each other’s sentences.  Couples on a date.  Heck, we even use the term couple to refer to time such as “I’ll be there in a couple of minutes” or “I”ll be gone a couple of days”.  Couples are everywhere.  Couples are in a relationship, they have one another to count on.  In our society there’s a feeling of being inadequate if you’re not part of a couple.  Just look at seating in restaurants – count the number of chairs around the table.  It’s two, four, six, you get my meaning.

How about “the grass is always greener” – that’s a good one.  Why does that make me think of men?  Do they really think the grass is always greener?  Mine did.  He certainly went over the fence to get to the greener grass plenty of times.  Why do they always want more, why do they think there is something else better out there?  They’re afraid to commit because they could be missing something just around the corner that’s better than what they have.  Afterall, if you tire of your car, get a new one.  If your house isn’t big enough, buy a new one.  And if your wife isn’t the cutest, thinnest, sexiest, smartest, funniest model out there anymore, why stay around if the grass is greener . . . . ?

Green – the color of money.  Money can’t buy happiness they say.  True, but it sure can make life more comfortable.  Money was very important to my ex.  Even when we didn’t have it, we lived as if we did.  Then when we did have it, he made all the decisions having anything to do with it.  Now it’s being lavished on “the new wife”.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a pauper by any means and I’m grateful that I was able to have enough to take care of myself but what I had always assumed is that we would be enjoying it together.  We worked hard in those lean years and now we were supposed to be taking those trips and enjoying the fruits of our labor.  Now another woman who didn’t earn it, is enjoying it.  When you’re a single, you worry about money.  Will you have enough to take care of yourself?  Will you be able to do for the kids when they need it?  Money – gotta have it no matter what color it is.

Spring green.  It’s March so I suppose you could say it’s spring.  If you’re in the mountains, there’s still snow on the ground and it’s freezing at night so spring hasn’t sprung for you yet.  If you live in Texas where I’m from, spring comes for about a week, then it’s all about heat, humidity and worrying about how hot the summer will be this year.  I think “spring green” refers to when the plants and trees start to leaf out, and it symbolizes new growth and new beginnings.  Will this be the spring that I grow and start afresh, will I have the strength and fortitude to have a new beginning?  Wouldn’t it be nice to be able to see into the future and know that this will be the year that what happened before can’t hurt me anymore?  Will my spring finally be green?  Will yours?

 

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