Preface…

Hello & welcome to my first blog, my 2nd chance in life, and my opinion on how it’s all going! 

I’m a Cleveland girl. Born, raised, moved away from when I found my true love, and returned to when he casually informed me (after a 35 year marriage) that he hadn’t love me for the last 15 years.  (Excuse me??) I was 60 then.  60 was a heartbreaking year. The worst in my life. So was the next year. And the next year. And the next. And the next and next and next. Seven seemingly never to end years of mindfully processing broken dreams (but some happily still kicking), alibis I questioned (and never found answers to, or found the answers were lies), paying attention to soul-deep voices of self-truths that were rooted so firmly that betraying even one caused a kind of death in me.  It was seven years in a blackness I never knew existed. Or how to be there.  Or how to survive. Or how to escape… without learning its ‘eyes wide open’ lessons first! 

So I leaned-in, and I learned.

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