This Thanksgiving season I find myself thinking about the last 6 months of being in the trenches. Growing through something difficult takes time. Working through my past abuse is something I thought I did many years ago. But I am finding that new things come up to the surface that I can choose to deal with or not.
I am learning to listen to my gut. You know, that feeling you get when something isn’t quite right. I have recently become more aware of my gut feeling. I am also becoming more aware of when I dismiss it or only listen to it for a while, but give up on it.
This is my anniversary month of signing my divorce papers. Every year I seem to get sad around this time. I don’t want to keep being sad around this anniversary. This year I realize that maybe I haven’t grieved the death of this marriage completely.
Recently, I attended church with a friend I was visiting in another town. The service was about baptism. I love seeing people get baptized. I love seeing people make that decision so I thought I was going to be an observer. And I thought it was going to be a service that I had heard many times. But as I sat in the pew watching, something started calling out to me.