As I started to emerge from the hibernation of May and early June, people in my life started sending me texts that said this new life looks “good on ya.”
This life, this new life, it also feels good on me, I feel a genuine happiness and a joy that is new. I see the difference in photos. I feel the difference in me.
Going to events solo and having a great time. Seeking out activities on my pleasure list that make me happy (hello go carts!! aerial yoga!! colors!!)
Yet I also tread carefully as next week would have been our 14th wedding anniversary, so there are also tears as friends reconnect with me now knowing the truth I have known for 8 months.
There is a balance in all of this of recognizing that as much joy as I feel, it is also ok to experience the grief. A friend this week said that this loss is somewhat like the loss of a parent in how it is experienced and I feel that way truly.
This quote from Roald Dahl really speaks volumes.