These last few months have been some of the hardest yet with this ‘divorce.’ Although I can’t even call it that…. because my ex never deemed me worthy enough to share the same last name of his and my children. How I didn’t want to see all the not so subtle signs that are now giant billboards that flash through my memory.
They remind me of the choice I made and damn that mom guilt knows how to hit below the belt. I like most try not to give in, and not feed that wolf but the other instead. The quiet wolf, the one that shows my children happy now, thriving now, gaining their voice now, their confidence now, their pride in themselves now…. that’s the wolf I’m choosing to feed.
It’s not easy to do but I try to take time each day and appreciate what we do have together. Nothing is permanent. This chapter too shall come to an end, and with that end I’ll turn the page on that life…. hopefully silencing the other wolf.
So if someone is being still or quiet or silent in your life, they may be trying to feed the right wolf. Reach out. No news might not mean good news, it may sometimes mean help💝
Brimama 