Journeys... can I get a lift?

     Journeys... some are fun, some are quick... 

some are long, and still others are... 

well, I won't cuss here, but you get my drift...

I am on another one of those journeys that are kicking my butt... separated from my husband now for 6 months... We were supposed to live happily ever after, but now I suddenly find myself penniless, jobless, and struggling to to redefine myself after a failed marriage... feeling like I don't have the energy to start all over again. After all, I'm no Spring Chicken anymore. How the H-E-double hockey stick did I wind up here when just a couple of years ago I had a successful career, savings in the bank, a fulfilling church and community service life, and was looking at the upside of embracing my second half of life.

The thing about a journey is that it is full of adventure, risk, surprises, falls, and sometimes some scary stuff... but eventually you reach a place where you get to take a deep breath and appreciate a new view... one you never would have been blessed to enjoy without taking the road, the crazy paths that made up your journey.

I am tired, and yet I am hopeful... and I look forward to my changing view. 

Sometimes I ask the universe, "Can I get a lift?" Because it sure would be nice not to have to walk through the mess and muck inevitably awaiting me on this trip through life... God give me strength, wings to fly.

...And yet, how can I ever appreciate the joy of the destination and the feel of the soft grass in the meadow, or the warm sunlight on my face, without ever having the muck to compare it to?

I am trying to be positive here... I believe in getting back up and persevering and thinking of the best... except for those days when my brain will not cooperate and my heart just wants to sing the blues. For those days, I prescribe myself lots of music and and the company of favorite friends and/or books... and lots of yummy, comforting carbs like bread, pasta, and cheese.

So my new journey is kind of exciting and scary at the same time... I get to reinvent myself, redefine my true me... begin a new career I was afraid to launch when I was in my government-career-cocoon. I'm also learning to be myself despite what others may think of me... because it's not how others view me that I am defined. 

I am the daughter of the "Most High King." And as a believer in God and Jesus, I am understanding just how truly blessed I am, even in the worst of storms and trials.

I am thankful for another journey toward the light. Inspiration cometh....!