Where does a snowbird live in the “off-season?”
1) 10.24.14 Sunset at Euclid and Quentin, Palatine, Illinois
2) 10.24.14 Sunset at Euclid and Quentin, Palatine, Illinois
3) 10.24.14 Sunset at Euclid and Quentin, Palatine, Illinois
4) 10.24.14 Sunset at Euclid and Quentin, Palatine, Illinois
5) 10.24.14 Sunset at Euclid and Quentin, Palatine, Illinois
Went to get my flu shot–which was a snap. Came out of the store and walked around the corner to my car and was nearly blinded by the vivid shades of orange, gold, pink and purple contrasted against the ever-more-intense blue hues of the cloudy sky at sunset. It was awe-inspiring. The pharmacy where I got my flu shot happens to be at the top of what is called a “hill” in these parts. We live down the street–and I do mean down so I almost never get a chance at a shot like this. I should get out more at rush hour, right?
Actually, I will as of this week, when certain upside-down-turn-your-world-around life changes go into effect. This is my last winter in Chicago–with any luck whatsoever, my last cold winter ever. Have only waited 30 years to exit stage left. Not quite there yet, but getting closer.
What has this got to do with Maple Lake?
Hint: Where does a snowbird live in the “off-season?”
The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong – Gandhi
White Birch Maple Lake – 2014
Obi – Maple Lake – 2014
Maple Lake – 2014
Maple Lake – 2014
St Peter’s Church – Maple Lake – 2014
I see that the weather today was much nicer at Maple Lake than it was here in the Chicagoland area. That is always nice to see.
I’m still working on forgiveness (see above). I read recently that if you love someone, you can forgive them. Not sure if that is entirely true. I find myself thinking, Why? Why would I forgive them? The answer is, for me. For me to stop running over in my mind the events that transpired. I’m inclined to just let the pain run its course. Life is too short to dick around with people that I’m not sure ever really did love me and I’m pretty sure give no f@cks about me now.
I never, never, never thought I’d be estranged like this. I used to say I couldn’t understand how that could happen. Now I do. I can see when someone lacks a moral center, that there’s no way for me to connect with them. There’s just nothing there. And as sad as it is, facts is facts.
When I left my abusive husband when I was age 25, I felt no remorse. I never missed him.
Going to continue to try to follow Gandhi’s advice. To honestly say, they cannot hurt me because I have no connection with them. It is a step in the direction of letting go of the pain which is the only way any semblance of forgiveness may be attained.
Update: Done and done. One reconciliation initiated by me and welcomed by the other party.
One toxic person gone forever from my life. I feel so much better on both fronts.
It is such a waste of time to dwell on things you can’t control. Letting go means letting in the good stuff.