Its warm, almost unbearably so in this small attic room. A small sock loom rests in my lap, a ball of yarn has rolled somewhere to the left of me off the inflatable queen size bed. Around me, a few moths flutter by, and cardboard boxes wait to be unpacked, stacked around the room. A window is open and I can hear frogs singing in the night and the occasional vehicle pass in the road. For now, this is my new home. It may only be temporary but it's a place of safety where I can steady my self and get back on my feet after 10 years of marrying the wrong type of person. Down stairs, two other people dwell, they were so kind to give me this refuge, this place to stay and live asking for nothing in return at the moment, only that I get my feet under me and then I can contribute once I have my life under control. In this blog I will call them D and S.
So I thought I would blog this new start. I know blogs by now are "old news" and it's unlikely anyone will chose to follow my story. And that's OK. It's mainly for me anyway. I don't want to rehash the yesterdays, I only want to record the now and the future which is gaping in front of me with possibilities.
This is my new life, and I can shape it into anything I want to now. Life awaits me, and though there may be some bumps in the road, I can tell you this: I know I can survive just about anything. If nothing else comes out of my past that is worthy, at least I know that short of death itself, nothing can destroy my spirit. That, and knowing that I am truly blessed with good people in my life. When friends came and offered their hearts, homes, and helping hands when I needed it most, I knew I was blessed. Despite everything, I am a very rich person......
That being said, if you do want to follow, be my guest. I always like making new friends. I have no idea really where this blog will go or what voice it will develop, much like my life right now. It's an open book with plenty of blank pages to fill.
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