What a long strange trip it is!

Something like a growth and progress diary [Great just what a grrl needs, another diary to write in!] that will include flashbacks and pointers to other relevant materials. Something like a "Stream of consciousness" with a moving target. This is as much about my growth and recovery as it is about sharing parts of myself with other people who may have been through similar things. No matter what you've been through, or where, or when, know that you are NOT alone!

Monday, June 15, 2009

My House . . .

A year I’ve been here now, behind doors that lock out the rest of the world and windows that let in the sun.

A year I’ve been walking from room to room now and again saying MY bathroom, MY Kitchen, My Bedroom, MY walk in closet, MY Living room, MY HOUSE!

I do this and I cry, because I still cannot quite believe it is all real.

2 comments:

Lori D said...: Sounds like healing to me. :); 16 June, 2009 20:12
Samantha Shanti said...: Yeah, it's something I really didn't think was ever going to happen five years ago. What I didn't mention in my post is this iis the first time I've lived alone, in my own home, with no one else running (ruining?) my life in 20 years. That in and of itself is scary. I don't feel old enough for it to have been 20 years ago you know what I mean?; 19 June, 2009 00:32