Struggle is real until you stop.
Being left at middle age is kind of like being walked to the edge of the cliff with someone, thinking you are there to share the view with them. After a long silence, you turn to see you are alone.
Now, you are not a woman looking at a view. But rather, a woman literally standing on the edge of a cliff. Perspective’s a bitch, huh?
It doesn’t have to be. Of course you will become the woman merely looking at a beautiful horizon again. Perhaps not the same exact horizon but that’s okay. Because it does in fact take some getting used to. It would for any person but for us, well, we haven’t been alone on a mountaintop in awhile. A bit of fear creeps in. Fear of falling on our faces. Fear of not being able to get back up again. Those fears are grounded in our old reality. The life of the Woman Who Was Left For A Younger Model. We feel tricked. “Didn’t plan on climbing up here to begin with,” we think. However, going back down is not a choice that should be made. Down is down and up is up as they say.
Many of us think we have a fear of heights – the heights to which life can take us now that we are free. Stick around ladies, the air is good up here!
Life is sometimes like getting your hand stuck in a rope. Pulling only makes it tighter. We soon realize that when we relax everything is naturally loosened: hearts, minds, hopes and struggles.
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!