
Month: December 2024
The Courage to Love Again
Be Brave And Love
Hello Again…
It’s Been A Few Years…And Many New Chapters
So after several years of anonymity (didn’t want anyone to know whose sad life I was writing about) and years of being away from blogging, I have decided to continue this blog again. For the longest time I have put it off because I was finding myself and trying to distance myself from all the heartache that my ex inflicted and still tries to even today. I didn’t know that I wanted to continue to write on a blog that was once so full of angst and pain when I am in such a different place than I was when I started writing this…what?…seven…maybe eight years ago. But then I decided… we grow. Life changes. And good stuff happens so it occurred to me that it might be helpful for those whose lives feel upended to realize that you will come out on the other side. Different but mostly in a way that improves your life and in ways that you didn’t even know that you needed.
I am 63 years old now. Since my divorce my ex just took me to court again to reduce support which cost me $25,000 in legal fees. My take…try to avoid the lawyers if you can. As I write this he is in Italy living life to the fullest…but then again so am I. I am just much poorer than he is but I can honestly say that my life is much richer and unlike him… I know who I am and love who I have become. That said, because of my ex’s behavior I still find trusting men to be complex. However, I am learning that trust = consistency over time and when I view it in that manner I find that trust is easier to see and it comes out from those dark shadows.
Since I stopped writing this blog I have had three love affairs; each lasting about a year and all teaching me lessons that I needed to learn. I don’t regret even one of them (okay, maybe one) and will always treasure this time spent in loving growth. That is not to say that these didn’t come with their own kind of heartache when they ended (the last one occurring just last week) but I can honestly say that I would do it all again for the love I received and experiences I grew from. For instance, from one of these men I learned how to fly fish. Had anyone told me that one day I would be casting while standing in the pouring rain for four hours I would have thought they were crazy. As it is, my kids are convinced that early onset dementia has kicked in but I love this new hobby. I have yet to catch a fish but I am not trying (no hook used) I just like being in nature and trying to get my body to do what I want it to do. I have also tied a few flies of my own.


Two years ago I moved to the coast of Oregon where I live on 1 1/2 acres in a house that I just painted red which is a color that I have always loved. I planted a garden and made a patio within it surrounded by a 7 1/2 foot fence that is suppose to keep my 30+ herd of elk out. I have a mountain lion that comes by at night about twice a year along with a bear that likes to raid my trashcan. I can pick wild mushrooms just by stepping outside my door and I try to walk along the ocean which is one mile from my house once a day. I have created my own little world that I am very happy and comfortable in. While not huge, my house is big enough for me and the things I hold dear. Everything in it reflects where I have been and who I am now. It is very hippie-bohemian just like me. And I am finding peace and actively creating it for myself.



I have also worked on being brave. I have written a children’s book. I also began writing songs about three years ago and thus far have written about 20 of them. Songwriting is such a joy to me and a truly different way that I now have to express myself. In forcing myself to be brave I have taken to playing at open mic night here in town. I hate every minute of it and how I play perfectly at home and bomb while on stage. But hey, that is okay because I am challenging myself and don’t just sit in complacency doing nothing.

I have also traveled quite a bit in the five years since I left my ex. Mostly with my lovers (Australia, Europe and Norway) I also fished in British Columbia, Canada. Also during MY YEAR OF BEING BRAVE (a year that I dedicated to doing things outside of my comfort zone) I traveled alone to Qatar and the Maldives Islands. I travel cheap. I don’t stay at the best hotels, I visit off season, and I look for incredible deals in order to be able to create the life I envision for myself. Then, occasionally I write stories for magazines about my adventures. (And for those wondering… FYI-I pay my own way and don’t rely on any man) Believe me, I know that I am fortunate to be able to craft this life that I am living mostly on my own terms.



My children are all doing pretty darn well considering the extent of the family implosion. Gracie will graduate from college in May. Paul has a good job and just bought a condo. My other Korean son who has autism earned his associates degree and is now at college in Texas working on his bachelors. My oldest three are doing well as are my grandkids.
Yes, I miss having a permanent partner in my life and I would like to someday find one for I still believe that a passionate/compassionate kind of love can be found. I used to think I couldn’t live a happy life without someone standing by my side but I have come to find that I can. At times, it saddens me to think I might die alone but in reality we all do in one form or another so I am becoming more and more comfortable with that thought. And while I have found in the past few years that I still put others needs before my own I am learning to do it on my terms and in ways that bring satisfaction to me.
This coming year….2025…I have decided will be spent crafting a YEAR OF OVERFLOWING ABUNDANCE. What this means at the present time… I am not sure. But somewhere in the back of my mind it means being grateful, saying yes to opportunities presented, and seeing the glass as neither half empty or half full but overflowing abundantly. I am also considering a 3 to 6 month stay in another country….something that I have always wanted to do.
So here’s to you and me. Here’s to the all the possibilities that come our way. Here’s to finding our way out of the dark and into the light. Sometimes I cannot believe who I have become and occasionally I miss who I once was but I would not trade this life that I have created for myself. I hope you feel the same way too!
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10 Minute Poem Challenge – Love Wishes
It’s been five years
Stop looking for love they say
Love yourself first
Find out who you are
But I have known who I am

For a very long time
And my heart has always belonged
Onto itself
While I slowly gave
Pieces of it to those
Who did not appreciate
That it nourished them as well

I have given my love abundantly
Freely
Joyfully
Without calculation
Because I believe
That is the way you do it
Without waiting
For “the other” to love you first

For connections are born in the sweetest of moments
And the quiet steady times
With no checklists
No preconceived notions
Of every trait/attribute
That someone must possess
And without regards to whether
They are matched completely
Which then allows for appreciation
And healthy attachment to that someone
You’ve admired but now adore
Wanting to honor them
By seeing the best in their character
And doing your utmost to show them respect
While minimizing their flaws

And I have to believe
That as these feelings blossom
You can discover
That your belief in the preciousness
Of what you have
Keeps your person close
Because they want to be
Not because they have kept a tally sheet
But because they appreciate
That they are needed and desired
Trusting that it will be reciprocated
When an occasion of need arrives

I want to find that kind of love
Because Life is finite
I don’t want to become cynical
Giving up on men
Who don’t know who they are
And what they want
I don’t want to let go of:
Love
Touch
All types of intimacy
Friendship
Shared laughter
Private just“for the two of us” jokes
And waking to that oh-so-right kind of touch
From the person
Who takes your breath away
And whose actions
Show you that love can be created
With a single touch
During one precious moment
In time

All of those components of love
That are revered on each page
Of my Book of Life
Are an essential
Part of the sweet nectar of life
And if present they result in
Satisfaction
Hope
Passion
Grace
Things I just don’t care
To live without

Yet, I am becoming afraid
That with all this heartbreak
And the deceit I have experienced
It will eventually lead
To irrational fear
Disbelief
Distrust
Impatience
And reluctance
So that love will become
Elusive and improbable
Like the fairies of childhood
That floated with you
In the deep of night

For someone who has seen
What I have seen
Done what I have done
And fucked up those things
I should have paid more attention to
I worry that if I give up on love now
I will lose those things
I was meant to know about myself
And others and life lessons that are derived
Through the eyes
The breath
And the love and respect
Of a person
I don’t NEED
But whose love I want to experience
In ways I can’t even conceive of, YET
THE ONE who provides a glimpse of all
I have yet to discover about myself
My place in the world
And how to dwell comfortably
In the heart of “my other”

And while I recognize
That I am mostly lovable
Just the way I am
I fear that I will be denied
The opportunity to become the
Best version of myself
Because I will be missing the perspective
And the gifts that we are taught
Through the patient love of another
Which are derived from just a subtle
Glance
Smile
Honest conversation
A few tears
And quiet frustration

I want to give up
My old habits of love
The kind I’ve dwelled in previously
Because I have discovered
That what I had was not
Gentle enough
Aware enough
Appreciative enough
Honest enough

Yet, the kind of love
Offered by the person that now
Stares me in the face
And challenges me
In regards to my notion of what’s important
Helps me to understand
That change is inevitable
And it needs to be embraced and welcomed
In order to fulfill my destiny
And because my notion of love has changed
Through the gifts
That truly seeing and appreciating
All the little things that “my other”
Brings to the table
I finally recognize
That I am truly receiving
Those things which I never really
Knew that I craved and needed
And you only find
When you love yourself first
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