Finding
oneself alone in the autumn of one’s life can be scary. Just the thought of wandering out again into
the dating world can seem like the most daunting of tasks. But I unwittingly discovered a way to make
the journey more palatable, besides lots of good wine and side-splitting
laughter, I started to think of my life as my unfinished story. No it is not going to end the way I thought
it would, but now I am in control of the ending, a new revised ending. Just that subtle shift of re-framing my
situation into a story with a different ending, ripe with possibilities makes it
much more palatable. Does it take away
the fear – HELL NO, but it does give me the courage I need to go out there and
steel my nerves while I steady my pen to write the best chapters yet. And this new story is hopeful and may even have room for a plucky sidekick.
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