November 30, 2019
My wonderful whole-life coach, ELIZABETH ELLIS, told me recently that I have a story to tell.
She is right, I do.
I just haven't yet been able to write it.
This is partly because I have been busy with coaching school etc but also because I am still putting my thoughts together in just how to share it.
In one regard, it is a simple story actually. I could write it in one sentence. I could just say-
After 36 years, I have decided to conclude my marriage.
But saying this makes it feel like it landed like a thud and it was not a thud.
It has been a 3+ year process of letting the rocks tumble and allowing the pebbles to settle, whilst I found my way through to clarity, of what truly resonates for me, in order to make a decision.
It has actually been a celebration of sorts. A huge relief in many ways after years of being in a sometimes torturous quandary. But also a deep sadness of pulling apart my family, at least temporarily, as we all redefine what our family is.
A few days ago, as we gathered for Thanksgiving, I could see that the redefining and the healing has begun. As a mother and as a friend, I am beyond grateful for this, as we all continue to mourn how life has always been.
Recently someone explained to me that when one piece of steel is welded to another piece, the weld is stronger than the steel itself. This may seem a crazy perspective to see a divorce through but maybe there is an analogy here in terms of the new family strength that I think is forthcoming, for all of us.
Or maybe it's just that my dad was a metallurgical engineer and had a metal fabricating company that involved a lot of welding, that something rang true in this for me, from him.
But I also feel sure in my heart now that many things are meant to fall apart and that this new bumpy road that we are all on is a better path than the bumpier one we've been on.
I've known for awhile that I would be the one that would need to steer our family down this new road.
For my children especially, because there is nothing worse than being at the effect of your parent's quandary.
I feel bad that it took me so long to do it for us, but it was important that I turned over the last stone and I needed time in order to do this. There was no rushing it for me.
Times heals all, it's true.
More pieces of this story to come I imagine, when the moment feels right.
in love & light,