At the end of school 14-15 this woman was in excruciating pain. With a high threshold and resiliency, when I say ‘excruciating’, trust me.
Pausing in May, 2015 long enough to acknowledge the continued dull throb.
Assure it, it’s served it’s purpose.
Then. let . it. go.
I’ve been an avid runner all my Life. No more. *Doctor’s orders.
My family and I had some communication snafus, as everyone journeys to maturity. *Cleared up.
Back to the spine specialist I went. The short of it? Two months of physical therapy, 10 months of dating a loving, supportive man, has me feeling pretty revived.
|Grief is heavy. Loss lingers. Life goes on.
And through it all God is always there.
Clearing out and selling family homes, by choice, loss of parents or siblings, & moves are indelible milestones.
Empty nests are a sweet opportunity or heartache. Depending on how they’re emptied.
Emotions linger for us all.
& Time marches on.
With redirection of goals, hopes and dreams. I was off to explore adventure in The South. #ButGod had a better plan. My Beloved just moved back from Life in the South. How about we both rebuild lives in beautiful Oregon?
One by one the MAJOR Life Transitions happen. Guaranteed.
Even when they’re for the good, emotions, pressure & stress run high.
At times, rather than giving Rod the opportunity to hear my wonderings or doubts (because certainly he’s going to poo poo them or stonewall, or deflect) I’ve delivered the message in a way that gives us both an out. Or needed space. At every turn I’ve heard TheLord.
Trust and Obey. You’ve got this!
Some well meaning folks suggest: I fear failure AND success.
hmmmm.To that I respond:
Could it be:
|In the Old Days men understood proving their value as a partner. Women expected to be wooed.
I’ve seen too many of today’s men run at commitment. Shirk manning up. Don’t have time or patience to care for relationships…God’s way.
Few men I’ve dated in my 10 years as a Successful Solo have had the stamina to step up. preferring I step up. if I’d been willing.
I expect to be wooed & cared for. Cherished. Adored.
Can you prove you know the value of This Woman?
What if it’s NOT really fear at all.
What if it’s Confidence. Confidence in knowing I can take care of & support myself?
Confidence to know that God’s Plan is a Real Man who recognizes, wants & will take care of me & allow me to reciprocate. Woo, care for, cherish & adore him.
I’m willing to wait or go it Solo because I’m Confident that I know who I Am and whose I am.
Trusting you’ll return for Part 2. #WhatIf #YouCanDoIt!
It always gets darkest just before the Breakthrough!
Insights for the naysayers, fearful and the cheer leaders!
How about you? What Changes are you making this Season for building confidence?
Overflowing Joy, Hope and Happiness? We’d really love to hear!
Until then, Shandra
written July, 2015
“When was the last time you said something nice to yourself?” THAT one got to me…because I honestly couldn’t answer it. Do you have that problem from time to time? Stop being so hard on yourself, and be encouraged (and a bit challenged, maybe) by Sarah’s post here. Stop Apologizing for Just Being You!
Often I hop along with these fine folks: The Social Scene