This year was supposed to be the third year of my marriage to the man who I considered to be my true love. He was my second husband – the “one I had been waiting for”.
Instead, this Valentine’s Day my parents are going to court to get divorced (yes, today of all days) and I am in the middle of my (second!) divorce myself. Yup, I am coming to terms that I MAY not be the relationship kind. And, surprisingly, I am perfectly fine with that.
That’s the beauty about sobriety in my life, it teaches me to be so incredibly grateful for every day, and teaches me to embrace what is – rather than what is not.Instead of mourning the loss of my marriage, I am grateful for the opportunity to become a better person now that I have time for me. I deeply believe that every intimate relationship we have is the biggest teacher, and a means for us to grow.
So today I breathe deeply, get in my sexy leather pants, my high heeled boots, and raise my latte to the sky. Salud, Life. Cheers, Universe. Thank you, Love. For all the beauty brought, all the lessons learned, and all the possibilities ahead.
I embrace being single, serene & sober. And in my book, that is sexy as hell.
Happy V-day, my dears.