525,600 minutes ago I was still married. I still owned a house and still owed money on a car that my estranged husband drove. In the past year I have filed for divorce, I sold my house, and the car was repossesed. I moved into my own apartment, my divorce was finalized, and my money was again my own to pay bills on time and to buy the things I wanted. Most importantly, during the past 12 months, I have found myself. I didn’t even know I was lost - until I found the freedom to be me. I listen to the music I want to listen to; I watch the tv shows I want to watch; I do things I want to do like laugh, cry, and be absurdly silly. I cut my hair - I grow it out, I wear the clothes I want to wear, I stay out til the wee hours - I stay in curled up with a good book. I am so happy with who I am now, I really don’t recognize the person I was 52 weeks ago. This year in my life has been a Season of Freedom. Independence. Friendships. Happiness. Closure. Identity. Healing. Uncertainty. Self-Focus. Growth. Transitions. Dreams. Starting Over - and truly - a Season of Love.
Go see RENT.
