21. I didn't necessarily learn this from divorce, it's just a recent epiphany that was probably hugely obvious to everyone but me. Turns out, I really like damaged people - damaged people whose circumstances, combined with their inner strength, have shaped them into something amazing.
22. We're all damaged.
23. Damaged or not, I'm pretty sure me on my own is a better person than me attached to someone else. At least for this point in my life, that's proving to be true in lots of ways, big and small.
24. Adaptability is one of my strengths. But maybe, juuuuust maybe, I adapt a little too easily. Maybe not. Jury's still out on that one.
25. One thing I've not adapted to is hugging. Still don't like it. I'm still only a social hugger. But the other day someone grabbed me in an unexpected bear hug and said "I'm so glad you're here and that you're weird! I've been waiting for someone weird for a long time!" That was not a bad hug.
26. A few days ago, for no real reason, I looked around and thought 'Hey! I'm really pretty damn happy!' Just that simple realization increased my contentment level exponentially.
27. Evidently divorced me is more attractive than single me. Unfortunately I would never actually date any of these people who seem to have noticed. The idea of dating anyone is an anathema at this point. Maybe that will change. Maybe it won't. If you wish to introduce me to some highly intelligent, hugely wealthy, incredibly gorgeous man who feels the need to throw himself at my feet, feel free. Just don't expect me to answer his phone calls.
28. I am losing weight and I'm a little pissed off about it. Pissed off because several well-meaning individuals have assumed it's because I'm looking for a man. Or maybe a woman. Or that I'm depressed. They're wrong. I'm just bored. A friend invited me to a work out group and I liked how strong it made me feel (once I overcame the soul-crippling agony of the initial experience). So I keep going back. Plus, I don't like my own cooking.
29. I eat a lot of Grapenuts.
30. I just told someone "my time is my own". And it's true. Life isn't perfect, but I have the personal and professional freedom to pretty much come and go as I please. That's awesome.
22. We're all damaged.
23. Damaged or not, I'm pretty sure me on my own is a better person than me attached to someone else. At least for this point in my life, that's proving to be true in lots of ways, big and small.
24. Adaptability is one of my strengths. But maybe, juuuuust maybe, I adapt a little too easily. Maybe not. Jury's still out on that one.
25. One thing I've not adapted to is hugging. Still don't like it. I'm still only a social hugger. But the other day someone grabbed me in an unexpected bear hug and said "I'm so glad you're here and that you're weird! I've been waiting for someone weird for a long time!" That was not a bad hug.
26. A few days ago, for no real reason, I looked around and thought 'Hey! I'm really pretty damn happy!' Just that simple realization increased my contentment level exponentially.
27. Evidently divorced me is more attractive than single me. Unfortunately I would never actually date any of these people who seem to have noticed. The idea of dating anyone is an anathema at this point. Maybe that will change. Maybe it won't. If you wish to introduce me to some highly intelligent, hugely wealthy, incredibly gorgeous man who feels the need to throw himself at my feet, feel free. Just don't expect me to answer his phone calls.
28. I am losing weight and I'm a little pissed off about it. Pissed off because several well-meaning individuals have assumed it's because I'm looking for a man. Or maybe a woman. Or that I'm depressed. They're wrong. I'm just bored. A friend invited me to a work out group and I liked how strong it made me feel (once I overcame the soul-crippling agony of the initial experience). So I keep going back. Plus, I don't like my own cooking.
29. I eat a lot of Grapenuts.
30. I just told someone "my time is my own". And it's true. Life isn't perfect, but I have the personal and professional freedom to pretty much come and go as I please. That's awesome.
Love this. And you.
ReplyDeleteI love this, and you, too. You are a fierce one!
ReplyDeleteI like fierce! :D
ReplyDeleteI'm going with authentic and unapologetic. You're in a good place. *sitting back and admiring*
ReplyDeleteLori VC
All these other folks are saying nice things. And then there's me, who's going to say:
ReplyDeleteGrapenuts???? GRAPEnuts?!?! Just because you don't like your own oooking doesn't mean you have to eat things that are shaped like turds and taste worse. There's Cheerios, for heaven's sakes. They're whole grain.
~gags~ grape nuts.
ReplyDeleteA friend? sheesh....can't even mention my name? Or am I the one you are losing weight for? *snorts*
Damaged people who survived well are the very best!
Does the Schwan man sell grape nuts???
ReplyDeleteGet thee behind me, haters! I looooove me some Grapenuts!! With plenty of sugar on 'em. And by plenty I mean A LOT. Because otherwise, yeah, it's like eating dirt.
ReplyDeleteI eat Grapenuts (with lots of sugar)! Love em! CT
ReplyDeleteSugar or no sugar, they're disgusting.
ReplyDeleteThey have TEXTURE, Monica. Not like those soggy O cereals. pfft!
ReplyDeleteEat Cheerios without milk, like the Good Lord intended!
ReplyDeleteohhhh my gawd! Church baby food??!!!! Noooooo thank you!
ReplyDeleteUm. Can we still be friends? I just like it crunchy, not all soggy and disgusting. That's prolly why I can't handle grapenuts--if you eat them dry, it's like trying to chew gravel.
ReplyDeleteOk, we can agree that Grapenuts are gravelly when dry. It's a starting point. :D
ReplyDeleteGrapenuts are for OLD FOLKS LOL!
ReplyDeletegrapenuts are for OLD FOLKS! lol STOP IT, JK
ReplyDeleteBut...they're sooooo goooooood...! :D
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