What exactly do I mean by respooling your imperfect life?
You know how when you sit down to do a small, simple sewing job and it ends up not so simple? I’m not some big sewer, but every now and then there’s a hole in a favorite sock or an armpit rip in a favorite blouse.👚
“This new life of mine took a few years to respool.”
And you know how you think to yourself, “This’ll just take two minutes and then I’ll put this shirt back on the active list.” But then you go to thread the needle. If you lack the homemaker gene like I do, that’s a good ten minutes. Then you go to snip the proper length and inevitably, the darn spool rolls off the table! And rolls, and rolls. You chase the spool across the floor but can’t catch it before the entire thing is just one, long pink thread.
Darn! (pun intended).
You know inside your head that you must respool. I mean, you can’t just have a big pile of lose thread. So you go through the annoying task anyway and at the end of it you have a big, imperfect mess. It will never match the perfection of the other spools.
That’s my life. Yours too? This new life of mine took a few years to respool. It’s been messy, frustrating and sometimes I feel it’ll never be quite finished.
And guess what? I. Don’t. Care.
Not one bit. My new, imperfect life brings me joy. 😸I’ve let go of the self-blame and moved on to self-care. Self-sufficiency. And I realize I never would have attained this state if I had stayed all tightly wound up. It looked perfect on the outside, but my life had a hole in it. A loveless, lonely tear that no one else could see. Waiting to be tended to.
I was looking for someone else to do that for me. Some knight-in-shining-armor with seamstress skills. He never showed up. And that’s a good thing. I never would’ve been happy with the way he would have done it. I had to do it.
And you do too. So, consider taking the actions you need to, no matter how small, to get yourself together. Not the way you were, but the way you are now. Perfectly imperfect. And ready to roll.👌
We all go through major life transitions when relationships end… Through this website, I will share my thoughts as I walk the path of “New-Self” discovery. It doesn’t matter which side of 50 you are on. The real question is, Are you ready to live life? To forge a Path of Your Own Making (For a change!)? Then stop dwelling over the What-Might-Have-Beens and join me. Share your thoughts here, comment on mine, and let’s do this together!