A Turning Point

The long wait is over.

Tonight I’m listening to classical music, cooking a nice dinner of stuffed pork chops and glazed carrots and feeling content. 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 come to and end and we stand poised for the next phase of our lives.

I didn’t do it without many tears. Countless times I would lay in bed crying and trying to be positive. Day after day then month after month of delays dragged by – like a too-slow parade. I looked for things to do that were uplifting to distract my mind from the tediousness that had become the tone of the day.

We worked hard in the ways we could but time seemed to stand still. In the middle of it all, I often wondered if there was an end in sight.

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.

But the day I feared wouldn’t come is here – now.

Today is a day of new beginnings and I’m grateful. Today is not only the close of one chapter in our lives but the beginning of a whole new book. The outline is done and the premise of the novel is planned.

Time to start writing our future.

 

 

 

Author: ldinlove

I am an eccentric blogger and artist. I currently live off-grid which makes for some great stories. :)

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