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Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Day of Freedom



August 14, 2010 was the day after I left my abusive marriage. That date has become the new anniversary of my life. My first day of freedom.

Three years ago today I woke up at a friend's house. I was homeless. I mean, I had a nice, comfy bed to sleep in, in a beautiful house, but . . .I had no home, no community, no job, no identity. I was moving over 2,000 miles away. I was a little depressed. I have to admit, I was very scared, too. But I had a lot of faith that I was doing the right thing. It was a leap of faith.

And I was free.

I had a party one year later with all my friends to celebrate My First Anniversary of Freedom. I was finally happy--and happily divorced. I felt so much lighter. My burdens were shaken off.

If you finally got a divorce, tell me about your special day of freedom. 


2 comments:

Amy Freeman said...

You know, I don't recall a particular day to note- but my older daughter is going through a hard break up and asked today "How long did it take before you could say 'what was I thinking!' and not be devastated by it?" I told her it took me a couple of years. But that I believe the key to that feeling is finding yourself, creating your OWN life, doing what you want to do and finding success with it. You find your own confidence, worth and integrity in doing this and somehow the past actions of others don't hurt as much anymore.

Susan said...

Thanks, Amy. I really needed to hear that. I think you're right about creating my own life. I have tried to do that ever since I left. But sometimes it's hard, I admit.
I'm sorry about your daughter. She's so lucky that you are her mother.