The Wide Open post from yesterday . . .
I can't tell you what kind of relief,
strange at it may be,
that writing about the past few years brought me.
I am so thankful for the opportunity to share with you,
and to be accepted by you.
And I can't thank you enough for all your
amazing, supportive, even funny and uplifting notes.
For the stories that some of you chose to share in return,
painful as some of them were.
It was indeed good for me in many ways.
Gave me some perspective.
Some solid advice.
And many hands to hold onto.
Over coffee this morning,
I decided that my reception into open arms
might best be taken as an opportunity to let things go.
To embrace a new phase in my life.
I took down the post.
Not because I feel like hiding anything,
or because I don't want to acknowledge what I wrote.
But I got what I needed from the experience of letting it out.
I hope you got something from it too-
I don't, however,
want those words and experiences
to be something that you or I dwell on.
I don't want my life to become an online soap opera,
nor do I want to seem ungrateful for all the *good* I've known.
That wasn't the intention.
Things really are in the process of improving.
I am happier than I have been in some time-
I'm genuinely in a solid, optimistic place.
(Not sure if I was clear enough about that before.)
This may all seem confusing-
my tacking up and then taking down such a long post.
But really after thinking about it more,
I don't think there is a need to keep it up.
You know me.
Let's move on now.
And celebrate the good things.
Off to shovel mulch and plant tango lilies!