Just thinking...do you find time going really slowly or really quickly in your life? Remember when we were kids and a year was FOREVER...it's just not like that anymore.
I can't believe it's been over 8 months since I moved in with my parents and initiated the divorce process because of all of the mistrust and miscommunication and malfunctions....I've been thrown into the fryer for so many things that aren't true and this has torn apart my whole character and made me try to reassemble it, like a puzzle. Some pieces don't fit anymore or seem out of color with the picture I'm trying to make. I imagined that I would be able to move on by now, but instead of buying the 50 piece puzzle, I'm stuck with the 1,000 version.
I understand that time can stand still and move much too quickly at the same time.
At least I know who I am at the core. That's what I need to hold onto. That's what I want to be. I used to be confidant of my life. Now it's a little shakier. I guess that goes with the territory.
I start a new job Monday. A new start. I hope it sticks and things work out with it. I think it will help me have that faith in myself again. Slowly...
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I know what you mean about time. Here it is, Saturday. Natalie has been gone for over a week, but I feel like she should still be here.
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