A Turning Point

The day of a new beginning.

Tonight I’m listening to classical music, cooking a nice dinner of stuffed pork chops and glazed carrots and feeling content. Sometimes the music is more towards Alice In Chains and such, depending on my mood. Tonight my mood is one of absolute peace.

I haven’t felt this still inside since we first set foot on our property. It is now my time.

Today we got some fantastic financial news. The stage is now set for investments, prosperity, security, and a good life. Finally. I can sit here and the weight of the world is off my shoulders. A year of incredible struggle has gone by. A year of patience and challenge almost unlike any I’ve ever faced.

I didn’t do it without many, many tears. Countless times I would lay in bed crying and try to be positive. Day after day, month after month of delays. One after the other; dragging by. Finding things to do that were lifting and occupying. Things that would help the clock tick a little bit faster.

We worked hard. But the time still dragged on.

My husband had a way of reassuring me when the going would get the toughest. He would hold my face in his hands and tell me over and over again: “Good things Baby, good things.” I would look at him and to try believe.

Today. It was the day and I’m so grateful there are no words. The close of not only one chapter in our lives but the opening of a whole new book. A blank page? I think not. The chapters are already outlined, the premise of the novel planned.

Time to start writing.

Update: Our water heater is now working. The repairman came and turned the temperature dial to cooler. It was turned up too high. We didn’t realize the dial turned that far. 

 

 

Author: ldinlove

I am a 55 year old woman with one husband and one child living on raw land we bought in eastern Washington state. I am not normal. I am eccentric. Our whole family is, for that matter.

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