my hair is longer

My hair is longer. This is one of the biggest changes I can see. I know a lot has changed for me within these past few years, but the one that makes its mark on me visually is my hair. It is long; or longer.

This time two years ago I was married and having a discussion with my now ex-husband about how we are not working out. That when we promised forever it came with stipulations and demands. I remember sitting on our couch discussing how we were going to "try" when in reality I was relieved that he finally drew some light on the elephant in the room: we weren't working.

Two  years later, here I am. A lot of change. I have gone through a divorce, left the home I built with my ex behind, the oppression I felt melted away, and I realize that these sound devastating. Perhaps, at one point they felt that way but, in two years I've managed so many better things that the weight of the negativity doesn't feel heavy if at all existent.

Within two years I've managed to find love; an effortless type, which this experience is totally new and unique to me. In two weeks, we are moving into a new apartment. I start taking a yoga teaching class in a month. These are a few of the positive things I've found in my life when I finally realized I had to let go of my old one.

I love my life more than ever. I have my passion back. I wouldn't change a thing about how things went on within my life. And I want to thank Mr. James for welcoming me into his.