Life goes on

As I write this, I am getting ready to head out on a date. Yes a date.  My life has taken a drastic turn in the last year. My now ex husband left in February of 2014 and our divorce was final in May 2014. My world and that of my daughter was thrown into turmoil...the only reason I do not bring my sons into it is they are adults. It affected them greatly as well, as this was the man they had been raised by.

The reasons for the divorce are mine and his. Suffice to say, I did not want the marriage to end. I did not want to divorce. I would have given anything to work it out and stay married. But it takes two people willing to do so and that didn;t happen.

Hence the title of this post. Life goes on.

I have mourned. I have gone through every stage of grief there is, and sometimes I think I invented a few more. I have buried myself in work and my daughter. We almost got a dog, but got a cat instead. I still fight financially to survive. But I could not live forever in grief and anger and denial and the past.

So I moved on. I joined dating sites and talked to a couple of decent men and wrote off the majority of the others because the funny thing is, I still believe in love. I still believe in the fairy tale. I'm not sure it actually exists, but then again, isn;t that what faith is all about? I mean, I believe in God, and there have been days that faith is all I;ve had. And even that hasn;t been very strong. But it's getting there.

Anyway, one evening around the beginning of November, I was driving home to an empty (except for the cat) house after work. My daughter was at her dad's for the weekend, my sons still at college. I pulled out of the parking lot and just cried and ranted and raved at God. Then about halfway home, I dried up and laid it all, the stress and anger and everything, into His lap. I gave it up to Him.

Funny thing is about two weeks after that, I went on my second date with a gentleman I had first met online after my divorce. I had gone out with him once and we continued to talk and text each other throughout the summer and fall. Between my busy life and his, we never managed to go out again until the weekend before Thanksgiving, about two weeks after I surrendered my burdens to God. My daughter again was with her dad so this gentleman and I went out to dinner. And we have been seeing each other since.

And with that, I have to run grab a shower if I;m going to make the movie with him....but I am happy again. I don;t know the future and I'm really not thinking too far ahead. I still have some healing to do and I don;t know what that is going to entail or how long it will take. But right now I am happy and my kids approve, so I'm going with the flow.

And planning on blogging more often...my life is slowly coming back to normal..or as normal as it gets...lol....