It was about 8 years ago I found myself an empty Nester as they say. I thought life as I then knew it was over with retirement and a sedentary lifestyle being eminent “that was it” I had a relationship at the time and he would constantly ask me “what are you going to do with your life?” I look back at the age of 53 and thought what do you mean? my life is over there isn’t anything left for me. He was shocked and quite perplexed by my answer, but I just carried on with my frame of mind to his dismay.
Although he was and is still very Dear to me we lost contact not to long after that, but his words never left me and the things that relationship taught me makes me now think he may have had good reason at the time to give up on me. Kind of like a bird you rescue and then you have to set it free, I had a lot of growing up to do Yes at 53 . So I reluctantly left his life and moved on.
I soon found myself in another relationship not realizing at the time I was living my life though him, sure It was fun meeting different people and doing different things, going to different places but, In the back of my mind I felt something was definitely missing, what was missing I later came to find out was, I was missing “my life”! and came to realize I was just living though someone else life their friends and the family drama.
That relationship ended but, I didn’t know at the time it was one of the best things that ever happen to me, the hurt and pain he and his family caused me was so agonizing that it gave me the fuel to embark on a journey I never thought possible for me. My Mother used to say “God works in mysterious ways” So I feel more the need to Thank them all and wish them well rather than to feel any antipathy towards any of them, for they are part of my story and I wouldn’t change a thing.
“The journey to my life” as I’ll call it began shortly after he had broken it off mainly because of his family drama but after I left “his life” behind, he continued to call and text me and wanted to meet up with me but, after not returning his calls or texts and refused to meet him, he gave up. This was the second time he had done this to me the first time I let him talk me into coming back but not this time.
Soon after that he married a former girlfriend and to my surprise they stopped by my now former place of residency “of all times” on their return home from their honeymoon both saying they were at my place to retrieve a couple of things from me he claimed were his but, I was packed up to move at the time “more on that move later” a friend of mine who answered the door called me because I wasn’t at my place at the time they arrived, so my now former Fiance called me and I told him I wasn’t able to find the items he asked for because everything was packed in boxes but when I got where I was going I’d look for them when I unpacked
Our last conversation was kind and pleasant, me telling him a little bit about my new adventure, then him saying he was sorry for whatever hurt he may have caused me and for being extremely unkind to me the last time we had previously spoke on the phone, I responded softly with, It’s ok, then I ended the conversations with, well, have a safe trip back home and congratulated them on their new marriage, God bless you both, they responded with a humbled Thank you, and at that I hung up the phone for the last time ending that chapter of my life forever.
This brings me to the story that brought me back to my life, more later.
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