TYW: Haphazardly

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Think spiritually not sexually...

If I scream, If I cry...

It's only because I feel alive...

11 months have passed. What a learning process. So much has happened in that time. Time stops for no one. I am happy to say that I have healed a lot. My one goal was not to be angry with God and I am happy that it was accomplished. He is a big guy and am sure he could have taken it but I have always known that what lives must also die and that we are delicate. I don't pretend that we are invincible and was never one to take time for granted. Every wound has its scar that will stay forever but I am at peace. The process continues, of coarse.

I still stumble thru life haphazardly. I do what I do, I say yes more than I should, I procrastinate, I cut things close, and I have forgotten some of my responsibilities from time to time. My only priority is my child and she is the only area in life that I have not faltered in. I am sure I am making mistakes with her as well. There is so much to notice and I am so numb. In short, I have made plenty of mistakes. I don't take unnecessary risks or anything like that but the fact is that I have made mistakes since the day this whole thing started. For the first time in my life, I have even been selfish. Even more surprising is that I do not regret a single mistake. Some things may have been out of character for me. Seeing the uselessness of so many things around me is not always a good thing. I don't know how heavy the price for my "year or two off" is going to be but the way I see it is that the price is mine alone so I have the right to go thru the changes I am going to go thru without worrying about the judgement of others. I was not ever particularly concerned about others and their views before and now this process has made me care less about it. I don't fear judgement from others. I believed in the natural flow. I believed that everything had its purpose including the people who come in and out of your life. I never believed in living up to the expectations of others and I do not require social acceptance or judgement. That is what it comes down to. Who is offended by my distance? Who thinks my alienation is considered rude? Who does not like how this has seemed to harden me? Who is concerned about my moral compass? Officially, I am in transition. My compass has been compromised by the magnetic field that comes with trauma. I have been feeling my way around. I live in the moment. It is very freeing and often frustrating. It takes a lot to deal with not having any idea what lies ahead. Honestly, none of us do. The difference is that you get to still walk around naive to it and I see it clearly every waking minute. In some ways I envy you and in more ways I do not.

In this process, I have learned that as much as I loved my husband my story does not end with our time together. I have learned that, while I am not looking for love, I would love again when the time is right for it. My legacy has always been that of love. I know that I will always love my husband and no other story will overshadow his. I am not sure that I will ever be married again. I am in no way volunteering for the dating game. I just know that if another heart reaches mine and a connection is made (which is rare), I would not dismiss it because my heart longs for a man that does not exist on this earth anymore. I would not forge a battle within myself about whether or not this is the right thing to do or wonder how long my husband would have waited before feeling again. I respect anyone's decision in this situation. It is not an easy one to make. I think age has a lot to do with it. Choosing to live life to the fullest when you don't feel complete yourself is hard. It is not the path for all of us.

I am severely picky. While I have met a lot of great people in my life, the connection that attracts me is rare. I was never in search of it when I found it and while they both ended in their own way, they were both beautiful stories. If I am blessed to stumble on it again, I will again follow the flow and see where it takes me. Haphazardly...

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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

This story is gripping when I watch your life unfold beneath my eyes.. your battle your gain, your vistory and challenges.. what I feel is that your words offer deliberate clues for moving on.. making a postive venture into what has not yet happened.. the young widow continues to be a compelling journey.. and Im glad I found the starting line bless you Mom's Secret.. :) big hugs girl right at you don't duck!!!!


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Moms-Secret 4 years ago from Central Florida Author

Hello Frank :) I am very happy that you have been with me from the beginning and have volunteered to stay. I won't duck, lol.

so much left unwritten...


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

aaww you're just too sweet hey you know that heart in the photo kind of looks like ass ckeeks right or is it just me?


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Moms-Secret 4 years ago from Central Florida Author

Hahaha! I love my testosterone wielding friends! Yes, you are right. I just needed you to help me to see. Talented... you didn't even have to stand on your head to see it....

Thanks for the hysterics... :D


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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton

LOL you see I can pick em out! LOL


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PHILLYDREAMER 3 years ago from Lodi, New Jersey

Connection is not something we can go looking for. It just happens during the course of living our lives. I guess the hardest part is accepting you have a life after losing someone you were connected to closely. I can't imagine my life without the connections I have, but I do know I can move on. It's hard though.


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Moms-Secret 3 years ago from Central Florida Author

Connection is not something we can look for, you are right but it is what I feed on. You will move on, you are right about that too. Most of us a pushed through it whether we want to or not. Those unlucky enough to have nothing else to live for tend to give up their lives and live as empty shells.

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