I’ve truly loved three women in my life. Two have passed on. One has not. Thoughts of them is retrograde and predictably tormenting.
I don’t do New Year resolutions because I strive to be more than myself daily divorced from arbitrary points on a calendar. It’s only happy coincidence that moving forward now that I’m ready emotionally and physically is now the arbitrary turn in calendar coinciding.
Moving forward allows the sweet memories to prevail and the experiences to transform to wisdom.
I’ve worked hard and I’m ready.
The recovery journey goes on. It’ll be interesting looking back on this article, perhaps in a year’s time.