I just always thought that by the time I’m in my 50’s, I would know what my opinion was on pretty much everything. Well, I never actually thought I would live to be in my 50’s until I was around 45ish and realized that it may actually happen. I’ve always expressed my opinions and was adamant about my convictions. Now, I think I’ve just come to not care as much. If I cannot decide what I really feel about something, I just opt to dismiss it, or them. Sounds harsh, but I’m talking Facebook people, not actual friends. Mostly over politics. I think I’m still in a mild depression and barely emerging from my shock and dismay. I am comforted by the thought that I am in the midst of another change in my life. Another path that is waiting. As long as I remember to stay in today and not try to formulate a “life plan” or something equally drastic, I am okay. My daughter left for her freshman year in college last Fall and I started grad school. I love all that I am learning but the pace is excruciating. This blog will be my escape. My journal. I’m not making many meetings these days and need a place to visit with like-minded people.
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Trying to embrace my life as it is today. Which is lacking direction. I am grateful not to be floundering. Even though I do not know where I am going after grad school, does not mean that I am lost. Most days, I forget to stop and breathe, much less embrace anything or appreciate the gratitude. For 19 years, I have been the single mother of one beautiful and talented daughter. It has always been the two of us, growing up together, and now she is 6 hours away, learning about the next phase of her life. I love that she is independent and brave enough to strike out on her own to develop her talent. She is smart and talented enough to get scholarships to her chosen school. When she left for school, I decided to go back and pursue my interest in technology. Of course, having been laid off and not sure where I wanted to go next was perfectly times, as well. I was trying to avoid the drift into the fog while waiting to see which path will be my next big adventure. There is no fog, though. Maybe because I am at peace for both of us because I know I did my best while she was home with me. Now, we’re friends, too. I love that I hear from her more now with actual phone calls than I ever did when she lived here and I spent a lot of time texting! Lol! Although I do not know what lies ahead, I believe, I trust, that my higher power will take care of everything and OH! she always does such a better job than I do. It will be another adventure worth adding to my book one day. View all posts by DianeOfRose