Happy anniversary to me, happy anniversary to me...
One year ago today my divorce was finalized. I only remember the date because it's also my youngest brother's birthday. As I was spending time with him earlier, I realized how damn happy I am. There's plenty of insanity, and the job hunt is driving me nuts, but where I am as a person...is good. I feel proud of where I am now and the steps I've made. It may not seem like much to outsiders but I feel like I can still take anything on. I have a remarkable group of friends online and in real life, and they've woven themselves beautifully into my life and heart. I didn't really have much support a year ago and these dear people still move me to tears when I think about how they've helped me, even when they weren't aware that they were lifting my spirits so tremendously.
This post has become too long. I have to leave in two minutes because it's the last performance of Diary of Anne Frank and as the assistant stage manager, I kinda have to be there.
Life is good, even after all the fucked up things that have happened.
This post has become too long. I have to leave in two minutes because it's the last performance of Diary of Anne Frank and as the assistant stage manager, I kinda have to be there.
Life is good, even after all the fucked up things that have happened.