Streams: This post is a rambling of my thoughts at this time: some good . . . some not so good. but all are mine and that's okay too
Started my new job. Or returned to my old job. Going well. I've missed my friends.
I've been honest and open with my marriage to all my friends. They have walked with me through so much over the last 8 years. It's nice to have them understand and not have to explain all the details. They were there through all the details. They even watched some of the events occur. That helps my emotions to settle down. I feel safer.
I am grateful for the other places that I've worked because, I needed to go through some of the pain in a different location. things haven't necessarily been pretty. However, perhaps they are getting better? I'm not usually sure. Something will be okay then something else crops up.
Hmmmmm, that's part of healing though. Like an onion, the layers are pulled back little by little. Each layer brings tears. Once disected and sauted into something tastey, food can be served to all who are hungry. That is the crux of pain and suffering, I think. The more difficult part is knowing when the food is no longer safe to eat or serve to guests.
Little by little . . . and that's okay too.