Are You Living Your Divorce Or Living Your Life?

by | Mar 15, 2017

No matter how the divorce came to its end, there is still the process of figuring out how to move on to the next stage in your life now that you no longer share it with someone. Moving forward with your day-to-day can be especially difficult when there are children involved and you both have decided to uphold a custody agreement.

Whatever the case may be, the healing process is always difficult and can seem next to impossible to start.

So where do you start? Take it one step and one day at a time, from waking up in the morning and taking time to think of what works instead of what doesn’t.

By starting small with these daily reminders, you’ll find that it can spread into everything from your work ethic, your time spent with your kids, to finding new friends.

Something happened to me a few days ago that really made me think about the importance of living. When I say living, I mean capturing, enjoying and appreciating moments versus rushing through life like we all do. I mean Slow Down. Big. Time. And, this concept is especially important during your divorce.

 

Here’s what happened to me. I began my day around 5:30am, drinking coffee and working, somewhat relaxed and peaceful. But, when 7am came around, it was time to start making lunches, getting the kids ready for school, doing dishes, cleaning the house, etc. It’s kind of like the gun goes off at that time and the race begins.

 

After I dropped off the kids at their schools, I headed to the gym to squeeze in a quick workout. I also decided to drop off a check to someone there—figured I’d get that task off my list. While practically running into the workout room where my friend was, I ended up tripping over someone’s hand weights and falling in front of about 40 women who were about to begin a fitness class. Embarrassing as hell, but that was the least of my worries.

 

I go flying in the air and land on a hard, gym floor on my knees. The fall (particularly my knees hitting the floor) was so loud that when I looked up, I was surrounded by a group of women asking if I needed them to call an ambulance!

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