I was more than a little surprised, when I logged in, to realize the last time I blogged was in March of 2014. I knew it had been a long time, but I thought I was active through at least May or June.
Sigh. 2014 went by so quickly.
Mostly, life has been good. Really, really good. The parts that have sucked though, have really, really sucked.
Still doing damage control with my kids. It’s astonishing to see first-hand how long the fallout from their lives being blown apart lasts. But, they both trust me enough to know that I’ll be the parent that helps them figure things out and fix things. So that’s what I do. Even when it feels like I’m still cleaning up the asshole’s messes.
Then there’s my mother. Let me just say, dementia fuckin’ sucks. I’m really not sure how many more conversations with my mom I can have about my long dead grandparents where mom doesn’t remember my grandparents are dead. It’s heartbreaking, to say the least.
And I’m pretty sure I’ve never mentioned my brother before. Yeah, he up and moved to Hawaii last month because, as he put it, “how can I pass up on an opportunity to move to Hawaii?” How about, because you’re 45 years old and supposed to be an adult? Because you have an elderly mother with dementia living in another state that will most likely die before you can ever afford to come visit her again? Because at some point in your life you’re supposed to fucking grow up and be responsible, not run away from whatever issues you have?
More sighs. I know, I sound like the terrible older sister. But yeah, I think my brother is an immature ass.
Okay, but enough of being a downer. 2014 turned out to be a pretty good year, after all.
My long-distance relationship is long-distance no more. My boyfriend moved to my town this year, and moved in with me and my kids. The job I started in October 2013 – I got a pretty substantial raise when my yearly review came. My year-end profit sharing bonus was way more than I expected, too. The financial doom & gloom I’ve been in since before my divorce was final seems like it’s finally coming to an end. There’s real light shining at the end of the tunnel.
Each year since my divorce has been better than the year before, and life just keeps getting better. 5-6 years ago I couldn’t have imagined life being this good. And yet, it is. I truly am a lucky, lucky woman.