The other day, I was invited to a community event at my former school. What made this visit so special was that I was able to see old colleagues and parents; some of whom I hadn’t seen in 2 years. It felt so great to see people that made me smile, so many days, over the years. It was truly a reunion. There was a reoccurring theme, though: My marriage.
Previously, I wasn’t worried about post-marriage talk coming up in conversation. The thought never crossed my mind.
[Oh yeah, for my new readers, you may need to know that I’m someone’s ex-husband. ]
There was a time I would belly-ache about having the conversation with people, but I don’t really care anymore. A couple of teachers asked me, “How’s married life,” or “How’s your wife?” I immediately stood firmly, and told the truth: “I’m not married anymore”. It’s amusing because I know a couple of people were shocked, but I had a blast telling people (although blast isn’t the first word one things of about this kind of thing). One person said, “Oh. I’m so sorry to hear that.” I simply replied,” I’m not.” LOL.
I was telling the truth. I’ve gotten over the shame of “so many people will know” and “what will they think [about me] now?” Who cares? Not this guy. The fact that there’s no shame, screams at me, “YOU HAVE COME SO FAR!” As I stop to appreciate the scenery around me, I know I’m not at the end of the journey, though.
I am not resting on my laurels. I know that I have further to go. I’m constantly evolving and willfully being improved upon. I say that because I’m allowing myself to be worked on. One of the benefits is having no shame.
It’s crazy because I can see that my heart is mended and I’m stronger. Thank God.
Until next time,
Love, Peace & No shame.