Slice of Life Challenge
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So many Slice of Life posts are about kids and husbands and such...
I venture to guess many of the Slicers are married and/or have kids...
I am forty-two years old.
It's not the life I imagined.
Engaged in my twenties, to the wrong man...a good man, but the wrong man. Wedding was called off two weeks before. It was a painful time, but a time of growth for me. That was fifteen years ago.
I almost adopted a little boy last year from the foster care system. Things didn't work out and the adoption fell through a few weeks before he was supposed to move in. Again, so much pain, but pain which inspired growth.
After much soul searching and sadness and therapy, I decided to enjoy my life...to be grateful. I made the decision to look at what I had instead of what I didn't have. Changed my perspective...
For so many years, I felt alone, and less than, and other...I thought, What's the matter with me? Why am I still single? When's it my turn? Where is my chance to be a mom and a wife? It's something that I've always wanted...and still want. After the adoption fell through, I felt that hopeless kind of sad...like things would never change...I'd always be alone.
I wish I could pinpoint the moment that changed for me...when my eyes finally opened. I looked around and saw what was around me & that hopeless feeling disappeared...replaced with faith.
Lately, these words float around in my head,
“We must be willing to let go of the life we planned
so as to have the life that is waiting for us.”
― Joseph Campbell