In May 09, my life changed drastically. I was married, the mother of two, grandmother of one and 46 years old. I had lived the American dream and should have been content but there was something missing. So, on Mother's Day, I packed a suitcase, waited for my husband to get home from visiting his Mother, then told him I couldn't do it anymore. I left my home of 18 years that day and went to stay with some friends before moving back into the house I grew up in. How many emotions can run through your mind and body at one time? MANY! I felt relief that I had finally told him it was over. I felt sad for all that had been lost. I was worried about being alone and supporting myself. And, much later on, I was happy that there was a new life waiting for me and I was ready to find out what that life would be.
This story is not a new one because I know thousands of women have done the same thing but it is new for me. In future posts I'll write about the other emotions that showed up later on, moving back into the house where I grew up and the frustrations (and funny moments) about trying to remodel that house with my brother, sister and brother-in-law. And you will also find out some things about my marriage - the rise and fall.
I started this blog because my sister and several friends told me I should write about my adventures in remodeling my house. I know everyone who has ever remodeled has stories to tell but I can guarantee you I have some new ones. How about the night I spent with half my kitchen floor gone so I kept a huge light on in there, hoping no wild critters would come in? Or the night I came home to find that I had no outside wall, only a sheet of plastic separating me from the elements? Or when I tried to wash clothes after a hard freeze in the deep south and found a geyser shooting up out of my kitchen drain? These are just a few of the things that I've usually tried to find humor in but sometimes I fell miserably short of that goal and dissolved into a blubbering pile of jell-o! So if this sounds interesting to you, check back in (I'll post at least once a day) and come on this journey with me. A side note to my family and friends - if I need to I will change the names to protect the innocent but if you have been my partner in crime at any time you're out of luck!
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