Week 26 – March 18, 2012 – The day I started my ‘Almost Spring’ blog
“ I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. I felt fear myself, more times than I can remember, bit I hid it behind a mask of boldness. The brave man in not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear.” from ‘My Long Walk To Freedom’ by Nelson Mandela
I had been surviving the pain of my marriage’s collapse by living in the moments of a glorious summer and pouring myself into my journal. Now the days were becoming shorter and the weather cooler, I wondered how I would survive the approaching winter and its bleakness. My spirit began to drop.
Nevertheless on that particular day the optimistic side of me was winning and as I was sitting writing at my desk looking across to the valley and later down to the river, it inspired me…… .the river was always inspiring. I took some time out to take some photos of it. I could not think of a better place to be in order to be inspired, to write, and to reflect. Some days I become so overwhelmed at what is in front of me. Then I look across to the valley or down to the river and they are always there greeting me. I thought to myself ….. “self, look at what you have”.
Earlier that day I had done some internet surfing and had come across blogging sites about people reinventing themselves at about age 60 and moving on, making a new life. I felt positively uplifted by them and I thought that I could do that too. Yes, I could make a new life for myself. Yes, I could write about it. Yes, I could do it.
So on that day, my blogging site was born. It would be a journey of my transformation from ‘we’ to ‘me’. As ‘we’ had been together forty years – 37 married and 3 years prior; I decided to give myself forty steps to take to become my own self – one step for each year of our time together. I decided to be kind to myself and not put any pressure on myself as to how long those steps would take or what those steps would be. I then spent the day learning to navigate the ins and outs of WordPress. At the end of the day I triumphantly loaded my home photo – the view to my river valley. That would become my signature …. the peace and tranquility of a flowing river through a forested valley.
I now confess that I thought at the time (week 26) I had been through the worst of it (I had not). I intended and wanted the blog to be completely positive, showing only my optimistic self to the world, and for it to be completely uplifting for others. Moreover, I intended to skip over the first few months in one or two posts and get quickly to the positive journey I intended to take going forward. When my spirit continued southwards I held off releasing any posts until about week 35. Then, over the next few weeks, as I sank lower into despair, as I looked back through my journal, as I began re-living my own feelings by my own writing, as I felt again the excruciating pain of the first few months; I decided to write it all.
Since then my feelings have turned into words on paper.
I am inherently an optimist and I still strive to think positively about each day and about the future. On that particular day, when my thoughts turned to the approaching winter, I thought to myself ….. what is the problem with winter? In winter, it is almost spring. In spring comes sunny days, the bloom of new flowers, and new hope. I told myself not to focus on the winter but instead to focus on the approaching spring. Then I decided that would be my main message and that would be the name of my blog ……. Almost Spring….
I am fundamentally an optimist… part of being optimistic is keeping one’s head pointed towards the sun, one’s feet moving forward” Nelson Mandela
wow thanks for sharing about the origins of your blog…that’s very cool
Hi Diana, thanks so much for keeping in touch.
and it won’t be spring until it has been winter
quite succinctly put…and how true
It’s amazing how you’ve turned this into something so positive. Thanks for visiting my blog. I’m truly enjoying yours.
Thanks. It is hard sometimes to put a positive spin, slowly getting there. 🙂
I cannot even begin to imagine how much more it would hurt to unravel 40 years of being “we” and I thought 11 years were bad enough. The good thing is that when you start blogging about all the pain along with the pleasure of being present in the current moment…. you get it out of your system in a way. I started blogging during the year we were living apart right before the divorce to try and make sense of who I was anymore and now 2.5 years down the lane, I can look back and see that the overall tone had changed somewhere along the line for me. I am more ‘me’. I hope you have more good days then bad and I hope the upcoming winter will continue to inspire you with its own beauty. http://www.livingvoraciously.wordpress.com.
Thanks for your kind thoughts and positive comments. It is truly great to know there vare those who care. i know what you mean by the ‘tone’. My daughter keeps feeding me the ‘I am a survivor songs’ to play everytime i slip back into the ‘why me’ mentality. One day i know that the survivor inside me will surface and win out, if i can just wade through all this mud first. ..:)
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