I am a 40-something, single Mom, of two of the greatest teens that have ever been.
I was married for 15 years and now have a live-in beau, Dave. We’re very compatible and quite frankly, the guy just keeps me in stitches and he’s the most fun I’ve ever had!
I am a freelance writer and this blog is part of my writing gig. Please feel free to visit as often as you’d like, leave me messages, make comments, what ever your heart’s desire.
I worked for an airline for almost 20 years before resiging to go to college for a degree I’d always wanted. I got two years in and then had to leave when the divorce happened. My goal is to finish up at some time, right now I’m okay with the whole thing. I’ve had a few part time jobs since I left the airline in May of 2000 and although none have lasted a particularly long time, each one has been a learning experience in itself.
I think, if I were to answer the question, what would be my best advice that I would pass out to people it would be this: Accept this life and every step you’ve taken as a blessing. Learn from the lessons that some people call mistakes, and take responsiblity for your actions, as a way to keep your dignity. Love when you can love and forgive when you feel only hate, it’ll be the best thing you can do for YOURSELF, to forgive those who have hurt you. Forgiveness doesn’t mean that whatever was done is now acceptable, it just means that it’s no longer going to linger in the dark parts of your mind, only to jump out at you when you’re feeling low. Accept that this is YOUR life and only YOU ARE responsible for making it what it is. Don’t talk to me about circumstances that have been beyond your control; that stuff happens, rather than allowing it to control your life, learn from it, don’t repeat it and move on.
I have a dog named after my 93 year old Grandmother who passed away last January, Hazel Gertrude. She is a mutt and one of the funniest looking little mutts I have ever laid eyes on!
There are three cats that live here, too. Shin and Serina are brother and sister and belong to my children and Addison (Gilbert) moved in with Dave. We lost our beloved, Tillie, in the Spring and I just wish I had a dime for everytime I was addressing Hazel and called her, Tillie!
We have a modest home that I am trying to make my own. It’s the home my ex-husband and I bought the year our daughter was born and the only home either of my children can remember living in. I’ve owned the house since the 2004 divorce, but for some reason, it’s never really felt like it’s “Mine.” It may not EVER feel any differently but I’m trying by painting every room, as I go.
My bottom line is this: I enjoy every day with a grateful heart and a sober life and I do it one day at a time, no more than that.
