17 August 2011

Date With Myself

Now, now, don’t get the wrong idea here.

With the end of married life as I once knew it nearing a year in rearview, I decided it’s time to get myself together. Get together with none other than myself.

That means - now that the shock, disbelief, horror and misery of drop-the-bomb-divorce are wearing off – I can enjoy my own company again. And I’m pretty darn fun!

A restorative getaway always helps put tragedy into perspective. Peace, calm, quiet, love, lobster and ice cream. That’s about all I need to get my bearings again. And real family members who never ever give up on me like my divorce family did.

It’s really sweet and savory to love your own good company.

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