There are times you need to look back to remember your strength. To remember where you came from and how far you’ve made it.
To remember that things work out in unexpected ways.
These photos are from 3.5 years ago. I had been divorced for a full year, living in Wisconsin in my first apartment ever after 4 children and 20 years of marriage.
My 2 oldest boys lived in Colorado, moved there after high school.
I laid in my bed one night and made a deal with the universe. “If I can get rid of everything I don’t need in the next 2 weeks, I’m moving to Colorado.”
Poof! All furniture gone.
I ran it past my 2 youngest kids who were living with my ex, (he made all the $ so the kids stayed put, no need to make them economically struggle). They told me to go for it and we’d figure out travel plans.
I grabbed my $1,000 in savings and off I went. No job, no place to live.
My first weekend in Colorado I took a backpacking trip with my oldest son.
There’s so much more to this tale……..so much…….but I look at the photos and ask myself, “Where is that Mare? That brave little woman who moved across the country and let the divine lead her?”
She’s buried under financial strain, buried under poor health and not enough answers. Buried under a scary brain MRI result and waiting for the next doctors appointment. Buried under intense physical pain and fatigue.
She took 6 different jobs when she got to Colorado and literally worked herself into the ground. Physically she’s a train wreck.
That spirit, the one that believes anything is possible, it’s in there. It’s still there. The divine is always speaking…………..”Mare, get your head out of your ass.”