Over and over again I make a promise to myself to write here more. I have these grand plans to be more open with my life and to find constructive ways be expressive only to completely drop the ball.
I’d wanted to share all the details of my summer with Reilly. I was so excited to spend nearly every waking moment with her, listening to her tell me all about the fun she had in whatever class or workshop she decided to take, baking and laughing and doing all this stuff! But I’ll be honest, it wasn’t as exciting as I’d hoped it would be.
Reilly got involved in a few things, and we did bake and spend lots of time together. But she was also extremely lazy and I allowed her to be. I was more focused on using the time to ‘find myself’ and better myself that I let a lot of moments slip away from us. Not to mention I spent nearly half the summer in a funk because of a not so great relationship. I didn’t have a whole lot more emotion to spare.
We made it through though. We laughed, made big messes, cleared out clutter, watched movies, ate a lot. There was still plenty of strong connection. I know I’ll forever cherish having that extra time with her.
Now we’re nearly two months into a new school year in a new school, and we are finding balance and structure in a new way. Reilly’s involved in so many things I barely have a night to myself. I don’t mind it. If it makes her happy and gives her a sense of involvement, I’m all for it.
As for me, I’ve been using these last nearly two months to deepen my connection to myself, first and foremost, and also with the world around me. After trying a few different workout programs I finally decided to follow my instinct and make my way back onto a yoga mat. And I must admit it has been one of the best decisions.
I’m finally feeling much more healed from my eating disorder. My body image has never been this good. I feel a lot more confident and independent. I’m calmer and more patient. My focus is on *feeling* and *being* instead of how I look. My eating habits have changed enormously, and I am no longer feeling afraid or restrictive. I’m comfortable in my human body, an experience I didn’t think would ever be possible for me.
More recently I’ve begun putting in the work to align myself better with my purpose, living a good life, and being surrounded by the right people. It would be easy to allow my current situation of being jobless to get me down but I don’t let it. I know certain things aren’t lining up yet because I am still walking this current path. I am still figuring out my place in this world.
There’s no time to dwell on what went wrong, who wronged me, and how I found myself in this situation. I can’t go back and make different choices. I’ve learned to accept what has happened to and for me, and I’m focusing forward. Eventually the next right step will appear, and when it does I’ll be ready to take it.
In the meantime, I’ll continue working on myself through yoga, meditation, good books, and a whole lot of coffee. I’m strengthening some bonds while quietly ushering others out the back door. I’m lighting more candles, taking in more sunshine and fresh air, and I’m loving the time I have with the girls before they become too old to want to be seen with me.
I no longer feel like a stranger to myself, though, and my, what a wonderful feeling it is.