the road less traveled
to quote or possibly misquote a friend….
‘I’d forgotten what that was like – and now that I remember I refuse to forget again’.
he was talking about being himself. we’d discussed this before and thats pretty close to something i said about myself after B and i seperated. I’d forgotten who i was while i was married. or maybe i just forgot thatthe pieces make the hole and the hole was me? i dont know. but i know how he feels.
ive discovered i like me. i look back at who i was back then and im mystified to see someone i barely recognize. like a stranger with m face.
you know what the best part of all this is. ive remembered how to laugh and that i do have more then a grim and sarcastic sence of humor.
the total is greater then the pieces alone.