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NEW: The Wandering Journey of WOAJ
I am new here. I hope my journaling style is appropriate. Here goes:
"The Wandering Journey of Woman On a Journey: Off the beaten path, beaten up by life"
Today I woke up with this prevailing sense of sadness. Had something happened that my subconcious was preparing me for? I glanced at my calendar. "What is today?" I asked myself. In an instant I remembered. It was 6 months to the day and nearly the hour that an early morning phone call shattered my world. Pieces of me are still scattered, some are completely destroyed. Moments like these happen so often that I feel like I am trapped in the movie "Ground Hog Day". Unfortunately, this is reality. This is my life. If it were merely a movie I would stop playing it. I must endure and continue the journey that has some how been re-routed from the predictable path I set forth to a scenic route of challenging hills, mountains, valleys, meadows, and cooling water. . . .all subject to change. Will I love again? That remains to be seen.