O For a Muse of Fire

I am a widow/mother/daughter/sister/aunt/woman in California. Sometimes I feel overwhelmed. Sometimes I feel calm. Both feelings are because I am a widow/mother/daughter/sister/aunt/woman in California.

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"O For a muse of fire that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention."

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Who am I?

I know I can't be the person I was anymore. But I liked who I was. What if I don't like the person I must become?

Monday, June 01, 2009

The road not taken

It's been over two years now and I'm still trying to maintain that path I was on with Ken, but now walking it without Ken. I go out to lunch with the moms or sit with families at my kids' sports events and I maintain this illusion that nothing has changed. I'm still happily married, sharing my life with a partner who loves me, values me and supports me. But it's just an illusion. I go home and feel drained, empty and, yes, jealous.

If the path cannot be maintained without Ken, what then? What path should I be on? Where is the map?