A little bit of Heaven
Sometimes you have to go through hell in order to recognize the little bit of heaven in your life. I lost my husband in March and in July I moved in with my dad. That's was when I was at my lowest, the arguing between us non-stop, and me with no strength to handle it all.
Now it's September, and I'm feel like I'm in heaven. I sitting here, having just finished another chapter in a story I'm writing. I'm listening to Shakira, in front of my new fireplace in my new apartment. I've got the whole place decked out in blues, yellows and greens. It's sunny and cheerful. There's only me and the bird and it feels good. I don't think I would have realized how good it feels had I not moved in with my dad and gone through hell because of it.
I've learned how to love my job. I've learned how to enjoy the solitude of an empty house. And simple things like putting a bottle of spice on my own shelf takes on new meaning. There's an old song, ' God Bless the Child Who Got His Own." Wow, how true.
I've made some decisions in my life. One, I will keep working till God tells me to move on. And Two, absolutely will I not marry. I would love to have DH back, but I'll have to wait for that. Until then, I won't take a chance on ruining my peace with the sort of men available for the poor women out there now. I was married to one great guy and that will have to do for a lifetime.
I feel good!
Now it's September, and I'm feel like I'm in heaven. I sitting here, having just finished another chapter in a story I'm writing. I'm listening to Shakira, in front of my new fireplace in my new apartment. I've got the whole place decked out in blues, yellows and greens. It's sunny and cheerful. There's only me and the bird and it feels good. I don't think I would have realized how good it feels had I not moved in with my dad and gone through hell because of it.
I've learned how to love my job. I've learned how to enjoy the solitude of an empty house. And simple things like putting a bottle of spice on my own shelf takes on new meaning. There's an old song, ' God Bless the Child Who Got His Own." Wow, how true.
I've made some decisions in my life. One, I will keep working till God tells me to move on. And Two, absolutely will I not marry. I would love to have DH back, but I'll have to wait for that. Until then, I won't take a chance on ruining my peace with the sort of men available for the poor women out there now. I was married to one great guy and that will have to do for a lifetime.
I feel good!
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