For me it’s the two year anniversary of my meeting Martin in the restaurant in Dublin, Ireland. That was a good day. A day for me that signified an end to my despair and pain of the break up of my 18-year marriage and the dawning of a new and happy future filled with adventure, smiles, and hope.
This is what life is all about. And one of the reasons I’m still with Martin as he goes about his business, seeing what he has promised to me and his girls through. Making right out of the wrong. If I stick around I can celebrate with him his growth as a man, a father, and as a child of God. If I left I would miss out in that. Sometimes. Sometimes, it is worth sticking around.
Now that I’ve met this amazing man who has turned my world upside down and we are talking about getting married… both for the second time. What in the world do I WANT? Are all rules off? Can I just do what I want this time?
Serendipity is the the effect by which one accidentally stumbles upon something fortunate, especially while looking for something entirely unrelated. This time last year I was headed to the Emerald Isle for a girl’s adventure. It was the first time since witnessing the destruction of my 18 year marriage that I was embracing my singleness, my hope for the future, my age, and my ability to be happy and content despite my past.
She is a cat. She is independent and only wants a hug when she needs it. I am amazed at her resiliency and her ability to be on her own. She molds herself to fit in with a crowd and finds comfort in just being a part of the scenery. I need to know that someone loves me. We are so different in that way. But you know when the sun sets. She really does want what I want. She just has a different way of getting there.
Good-bye 40 and hello to a new year. I pray that it is less eventful than the last. I pray that I am delightfully surprised by what happens next in my story.