It's the middle of Valentine's weekend, and I am enjoying a blustery three days on Block Island, off the coast of my Rhode Island home. Friends who know me well, didn't question my decision to book an Airbnb room, secure a car reservation on the ferry, and venture off on my own. Two acquaintances, however, rather passive-aggressively insinuated that I might be taking off on a secret rendezvous with someone special. Once I got over my initial annoyance at their supposition, I realized I had in fact taken off with someone special, and that special someone is me.
I've been divorced for over a decade. Early on, I dated and in fact, had two committed relationships with men that latest nine and fifteen months respectively. Since 2016, I have not dated, nor actively sought out a partner. When I got sober in 2008, my sponsor suggested I stay out of relationships for a year, that I needed to get to know myself first. How I resisted her advice! I'd been married and divorced three times by the time I sought this wise women's counsel and sponsorship. It took years for her wisdom to sink in, and eventually, I came to appreciate and embrace her wise words. For the last five years, I have been blissfully single-by-choice and have no interest or desire to change my relationship status. None.
I have healthy relationships with my three adult children and grandchildren. I have a successful small business and do meaningful and diverse work that I love. I am enterprising, creative and in love with life. I have a gypsy soul, hippie heart and gangster spirit.
Then maybe, just maybe, you'll level up so high, you'll realize, you've had that special someone beside you all along---you!
No comments:
Post a Comment