The good news is that I have a much better imagination than I thought I did. I know this because the bad news is I used it in a powerful way to create ‘the love of my life’ from a man who, it turns out, is not.
There were many things about this man that gave me the idea that he was the love of my life and I used those bits and pieces to fashion the man I wanted him to be.
For a few years any behaviors that occurred to disturb that image were dismissed as mere aberrations. After a while I got really angry at him for consistently acting in a manner so contrary to the love of my life. Finally, I realized that I was angry at him for no good reason. He was not the person I fell in love with nor was he ever. That person didn’t really exist.
Having previously left one marriage to my later regret, I was inclined to honor my commitment, and attempted to foster and grow my fondness for the man who no longer embodied the love of my life. However, our divine paths were leading us in quite different directions.
Whereas at the beginning he had imagined me to be his ‘dream girl,' by the end we joked the reality was a nightmare.
So we decided to part ways while we could still be civil and loving about it. It was a long time coming, possibly because I’m slow, and we both are stubborn and prideful. For me the process to let go was a difficult heart’s journey but one I’m glad I made.
My children are much happier and I am reclaiming my self. I am remembering and allowing all the parts that have been hidden or undeveloped to help meet the challenges of this new life. I am blessed daily, and am confident that even though I may be on my own, I am never alone. The journey continues.
by Lisa Plemmons