Two years ago within two months the floor didn’t drop out once, it dropped out twice, in a grave sequence. Double slaps in the face, like God wanted to make for sure I was listening. And that’s all it took to lose the two most important relationships of my life! (at the time :D) And its taken me this long with being okay talking about it online.
My parents’ marriage… nearly thirty something years, a Louisiana house full of brothers and noise and the particular endearing chaos of a big Christian family was finalized. Gone. And then, two months later, a relationship I thought I was building a future inside of. Also gone. Between a divorce and a breakup, I got the message. Louuuudd and clear. As if I wasn’t taking myself too seriously before, I melted into a slow, deep, and austere stiffness. A shell that peeled herself from bed, clocking through the motions, numb and notorious for isolating! what fun!
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