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Engagement Series 1/3: How Can I Love You? Engagement Series 2/3: The Return of the Ring Engagement Series 3/3: Sponge Bathing, with love
Me: I mean, yes. I’ll marry you. Someday. I love you. Truly, madly, deeply. You know.
Stacey (sheepishly): Yea, baby. I know.
Me: Can I see the ring?
will heidi put the ring on and (gasp!) become the ACCOMMODATING wife again? read on!I knew I already lost the battle.
Jonathan (apathetically, on the phone): I know, Mom.
Really? Does he know that his “streak” of 11, 13, and 14-hour days of screen time is making him dumber? And the other days at his Dad’s were equally impressive or horrifying (depending on how you look at it): 8, 9, and 12 hours.
Seriously, what does he do all that wetime online? and how can his mom even compete? Read ON!Engagement Series 1/3: How Can I Love You? Engagement Series 2/3: The Return of the Ring Engagement Series 3/3: Sponge Bathing
Stacey walked down my narrow, dark, second-floor hallway. She has this rock-star swagger about her walk. When we walk, her Air Force service gives her the intuitive tools to lock-step together, which I find romantic. She held my morning coffee in her hand, which, of course, fully endeared her to me. Then, something unexpected happened.
She didn’t hand over the coffee and got down on one knee.
will heidi ever get her morning coffee? Read on!I stood with sinking legs, at the threshold of my ex’s new house. Inside was silent and cave-dark against the light from the doorway. His large figure, daunting, challenging, between me and the sun.
I wanted a hoodie. I needed a bathroom. I desperately wanted to compliment him. My kids, 6 and 7, were still inside, looking for guidance. My tongue was stuck; lead feet ensued.
Geeeeeze, people, stop getting ahead of yourselves! This is not a story about violence. But when my ex gets angry, it’s like his eyes sink into his head and turn all black – like the black-oil people who get infected with the alien virus in X-Files. Get what I’m sayin?
Pre-divorce, my immediate response to his anger was either:
What do you do when you’re scared? read on and respond at the end!It was quiet as a library. The room was spacious with a low ceiling. It was all wood- smelling. More like a forest than a yoga studio – except for one window wall. It ushered in the only light. The light of dusk on a heavy, cloudy day that was never awake enough to wash the sleep out of its eyes.
I live so many of those days with my toddlers, in velour tracksuits with an unbrushed ponytail. If I hadn’t had 2 cups of coffee after dinner, it would also be lights-out for me.
Did Heidi fall asleep or break out the dumbbells in yoga class? continue reading!Don’t want to read the story? Skip to Your HUG and a Storytelling Prompt!
“I just feel like a part of me no longer fits with my life.”
“I’m grieving…everything (climate change, my kid graduating kindergarten, divorce, loss of a friend, the body I once had…)”
“I’m exhausted and can’t keep up with everything and everyone. Where will I find the time?”
“Is this it?” – a small voice inside of you
If so, you might be in – or close to – a time of change in your life. Take heart, beautiful, generous soul, you can learn to navigate them with grace and ease. Here’s an example of life’s transitions on my side of the fence
during times of transition, you can still flourish.
