Today is the 2 year anniversary of the official end of my marriage. I recall sitting in the golden chairs of shame shaking and crying as I realized that I was suddenly homeless. Not homeless in a way that would leave me under a bridge, but homeless in the way that there was no safe place to rest my head and heart where it would be protected. I asked him to sit with me. He complied to be in the same room, yet would not sit. I started with saying I wanted to shift the energy and share what we appreciated about each other. I was ready to start by saying how much I appreciated the kiss I received in my sleep as he left for work before the sunrise. I never got the chance. He turned his attention to me saying he wanted a divorce and wanted me to move out immediately.
Today, I am surrounded with people who gladly share what they appreciate about me with ease. I don’t even have to ask. Today I heard thank you for all I do from 8 different people. All I was doing that they thanked me for was just me being me. I did nothing spectacular in my eyes. A stranger told me that they love my purpose and blog. 15 people shared that they couldn’t wait to read my book while others confidently told me I would go far with my writing. Today, I have more than a home, I have a life filled with passion and purpose that I am proud of. I have created a home within my heart and soul that can never be taken away.
I look different on the outside and inside than I did 2 years ago. My heart is open and actively healing with purpose to be complete. I am stronger and braver than I ever imagined or gave myself credit for. How many of us minimize ourselves? I have been a pro at that, but today I pause. I am grateful for the greatest gift of ejection from a life of destruction that ended 2 years ago today!