Yesterday I was SOOO productive at work. It felt good to get all my hours in and feel like I got a lot done. I’m hoping for more of the same today.
The first night of Passover was yesterday. I was dated/married a Jewish man who I was with for about 20 years. I’m culturally Jewish and more Jewish than some who are Jewish it seems. Still, I was invited last night to join my Jewish, non-practicing boyfriend and his children and ex-wife for a Seder at his ex-wife’s home. The theme of today’s blog entry is I’m so uncomfortable when I’m just me and them. At the end of dinner his ex asked that we do a family selfie which I felt really uncomfortable doing. In some ways I’m their children’s bonus mom but it’s a little weird for me still. However, the dinner was nice and even a Hamilton the musical Haggadah was used and a couple of songs sung. Not too shabby. All in all it was a nice evening.
Yesterday was a good day. Through this uncertain time it’s nice when good happens. Until tomorrow.
Well, I lost April 7, 2020 due to the epic migraine of the decade. My goodness. Nausea and all. It was brutal but today, with a migraine hangover I’m back.
A lot’s happened since my last doom and gloom post. I feel better about my relationship, I feel focused, and I know these times are uncertain, we are going through a pandemic.
So, little secret…I used to write and put all of me in my writing. I miss that. I’m starting on a article based on what was bugging me about my relationship. I think for some of us we have these thoughts about how our lives should pan out and if it detours then it can be a shock. However, I’m with a man who truly loves me for me and I need to look at why marriage was/is so important to me. I mean my ex husband gas-lighted me into a heart attack and then cyber stalked me into deleting my last blog and not feeling safe about posting anything online. I mean I also come from broken home so my examples of marriage aren’t good in the first place. I can’t wait to continue this journey and to look into the stigma of marriage. I mean research a little and you will see marriage didn’t start with love, it was a union to join families. More will be revealed.
I’ve also found that I’m way too hard on me even as we are all on lock-down. I need to remember not only am I an extrovert but the world is filled with us. There are a ton of us that need to be out there living life. Now, my outside life, work, school, etc. is all online. It takes more discipline to sit at my dining room table and do everything. It’s OK to get up and pace the house, it’s OK to take a walk (keeping social distance and wearing a mask) around the block, and it’s OK to have moments of not being OK.
Yesterday was lost to my head pain but today is a new day and I’m going to make the most of it. It’s also the first night of Passover so I will be joining my other half and his children and ex-wife for dinner. We’ve all been around each other so we are safe to dine together. Times are going to be much different for a while but it’s only temporary. Life does ebb and flow and each day is worth a new start…even in a time of Covid-19. Until tomorrow.