Twenty five years ago this month I was divorced from a man I had been with since I was eighteen. I had never lived alone in my life, going from my parent's house with three siblings, to college, to my husbands house where we raised three children.
After the divorce I had to get my own condo, my own checking account, my own car, a new job and figure out life by myself for the first time. I made lots of mistakes. I also made new friends, tried out alternative ways of living, and moved around a lot.
Now, twenty five years later I feel like I am finally coming to terms with who I am. I am not at all the same woman I was at eighteen, or thirty, or even fifty!
For the first time in my life I am choosing to go to bed early and get up early. I hadn't thought it was possible to do this out of choice, but it suits me at this stage. I am back working with small children, something I seem to have a knack for and I am finding a way to cope with my bad feet while still working.
I have always had creative hobbies, but in the past they were mostly writing or sewing. Now I find I enjoy painting most of all. My exercise comes from working not walking around the block. I am surprised at how my life is shaping up. It is not at all like it has been in the past, nor is it anything like I thought it would be.
But it is good!
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