It's OVER

[Laura's Babies]

When I got my dicorce so many years ago. I found this poem in the newspaper. I pinned it to my bedroom wall and kept a copy in my purse. Whenever I was blue, sad or felt upset, I would take it out and read it. There was days I know I read it 10 times. THIS poem is what helped me through it and taught me that I AM worthy! If it helps you half as much as it did me, you will get a lot from it....

" Comes the Dawn"
After a while, you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that loving doesn’t mean leaning
and company isn’t security.
(Kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises.)
After a while you begin to accept your defeats
with your head up and your eyes open,
with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build your roads on today
because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain
and the inevitable has a way of crumbling in mid-flight.
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns
if you stand too long in one place.
So, you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul
instead of waiting for someone else to bring you flowers.
And you learn you really can endure,
that you really do have worth.
You learn that with every good-bye comes the dawn.

[Husky_mom]

I can´t imagine what I would do in your situation, I understand feeling sad, as mentioned before, change can be saddening, more so change involving relationships..........even for better............

but I have to tell you...........my hat´s off your you Gayle!!.........you make the woman genre stand up high..........congrats for being brave and having the courage to stand up for yourself..........certainly you did good.........

if you need anything we are here for you, but that you already knew, big hugs to you and Sasha........keeping our thoughts with you.......((HUGS))

[Catty1]

I am sharing this in hopes of giving you a bit of a smile, and mean no harm:

I was divorced in 1988 after a marriage of just several years. A high school friend of mine, who was very nice but who I never thought was given to quick wit, sent me what was at that time one of them new-fangled divorce greeting cards.

The cover of the card was black; large capital red metallic letters spelled out D-I-V-O-R-C-E, hyphens and all.

Beneath that, in smaller print - but still red - was: "It's not a pretty word - but remember..."

Open the card:

"..it's worth 18 points in Scrabble."

I just HOWLED. It was so unexpected!


HUGS to you.

[joycenalex]

gayle...(HUGS)). from reading your posts, this marriage hasn't worked for a long time. and any man who would hit a woman isn't worth the dna. i know it hurts, but you will survive and be better for it. happiness will find you again. (hugs again)

[Queen of Poop]

Thanks again everyone. Catty I will be looking for that book as soon as I dare venture further than work and home. With all the snow and crappy driving conditions I'm just not venturing too far right now. Laura, love the poem. I'll pin it up at home and work. I am having a better day today, feeling good and confident. He came and collected more of his stuff last night and I wasn't upset by it - interesting. I'm thinking today might be a good day. Bruises are getting more technicolor, but that means they're healing. Sasha is much more relaxed with it being just her and I. We girls are doing ok today - one day at a time. But darn, I'm getting tired of shovelling the snow, the banks are now almost as tall as me!!

[Pawsitive Thinking]

You should be proud of yourself!!! Good luck with your new and improved life