2014 has arrived with style and, so far, it has been my best year ever. I just found out today that, as of December 31, I am officially a single woman. Finally! My year had started off great, but the knowledge that I have been officially single for two days really made my year.
Needless to say, my girlfriends will be going out this weekend for some champagne and the shaking of my single tail feathers. My god, I have waited for so long for this moment.
I knew from the beginning that something wasn’t right about us, but we loved each other and thought that was all you needed. We were best friends who liked being together, and that was enough for the first five years. But people do this weird thing called growing up. At least I did. And with that comes questions and insecurities and new ideas and, in a relationship like we had, this creates a rift. A big one. I was always moving towards something, and I say something because I haven’t figured out just what it was. Maybe it was me, a better and stronger version of myself was pulling me through the swamp. Whatever it is/was, I’ve made it this far.
The incredible part of the finality is the peace. I am simply overwhelmed by peace with myself, with my direction, with the manifestation of the decisions I made in the beginning of the journey called divorce. I am one step closer to myself and the life I’ve always wanted, and I’m talking a Neil Armstrong type of step. Baby, I have landed on the moon, and I’m gonna plant my flag and do a victory dance. This is uncharted territory for me, and it’s scary and foreign and everyone is watching. But, deep down inside, I know I’ve got this. I have never been more sure of myself in my life. Never.
So what now? I figure I’ll dance a while and wait for that “something” to guide me in my next move. It seems to have the GPS set for success, so I’ll let it drive the bus. But until it’s time to get on board, you can find me right here: Dancing.
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