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I Celebrated My Divorce

I celebrated my divorce. 

I have no shame in that. 

Not only did I celebrate it, I announced it on social media. I took a selfie slapped a clever caption including my reclaimed maiden named and posted it to all four of my social media accounts!

So I celebrated. I dressed up for court, put on a little too much make-up, and curled my hair. Not to shove it in the face of my ex but for me. To show myself  I had my life together and I was moving forward. I walked into the courthouse side by side with my ex, and I had the memory pop up of us going to pick up our marriage license just a few years prior and I will admit it caused a lump in my throat. We sat and we waited to be called and I realized I was excited. I was ready to close this chapter and open myself up to a new one. Im allowed to celebrate a milestone in my life even if that milestone is leaving a toxic marriage. 

I was tired of hiding in shame. It took months of therapy to get where I am in the rubble of what was left post separation and I have no shame in the way I chose to clean up the mess that was my life. There was a time in my life I never would of confirmed the rumors and I would’ve  hid the fact I was divorced, but I’m growing and I’m learning that there is no shame in doing what is best for you and especially what is best for your children. 

So I celebrated. I had dinner with close friends and enjoyed a margarita. I changed my last name on my social media accounts and in my phone, but the most important thing I did all day was high five my ex after court. We did it. We had finally come to an agreement. We both went into the divorce with no lawyers and decided to work it out among ourselves how this was going to go, and it wasn’t easy feelings were hurt along the way but at the end of the day we realized in the middle of this war we were raging on each other was an innocent little boy who just wanted his parents to get along. So we did. We met and we discussed everything at length and settled on all issues, and we walked out of the courthouse together and laughed and high fived. 

~Serendipity

Experiencing a Setback? Push Forward

Experiencing a Setback? Push Forward.

After a lengthy hiatus from writing, I’m back and am as ready as ever to trudge ahead towards my goals, and ultimately, my dream. It’s amazing how easily a setback—big or small—can discourage us or even stop us from our goals and what we have set out to do. . .if we let it.

For me, it started out as a simple yet paralyzing case of writer’s block. Yes, writer’s block—it is a thing. All my fellow writers out there will completely understand. My head was flooded with ideas on what to write about, but as soon as I’d sit to put those ideas into words, I had nothing. Nothing!

While the writer’s block was enough to make feel as if I were up to my neck in quicksand, it was a phone call I received from my website hosting provider that really did me in. Two words: malware infection. Now I really was at a complete standstill.  Because of the malware infection, my site was shutdown. Completely. I couldn’t even access my own content. The countless hours I put into developing my website and creating content, now seemed like it was all for nothing.

At the time, I was on a very strict budget and couldn’t afford the hundreds of dollars I was told it would cost to get back up and running. I broke down into tears. This roadblock set me back for months. I felt like giving up, but I knew I couldn’t. After further research, I found a very affordable security company to go with, and I was back up and running within 24 hours. Finally!

Remember Why You Started

Regardless of how much passion we may have for something or how determined we are to attain the goals we have set for ourselves, it becomes a little too easy to lose sight of our purpose or just completely give up when things don’t go as planned. Remind yourself why you started in the first place. We don’t put blood, sweat and tears into something for the heck of it. What are your end goals? Your purpose?

Re-evaluate Your Goals

Setting unrealistic goals can lead to further frustration, making the likelihood of executing them even less. This is when it becomes necessary to re-evaluate your goals and/or set new ones; ones that are more attainable.

Once we have fallen off-track, it can become extremely difficult to get back on, especially as more time passes. Sometimes it requires taking baby-steps to get us to where we want to be. Remember, we must crawl before we walk; walk before we run. Keep in mind, progress is progress no matter how small.

Victories Must Be Celebrated

After re-evaluating and/or setting new goals, reward yourself. Victories must be celebrated. Don’t forget, small victories are still victories and are noteworthy. Oftentimes it will be these small victories that will not only carry you through the more difficult times, but will also boost your motivation and self-confidence. And, who doesn’t need a little boost once in a while? It will also be these small victories that will lead you to the bigger ones. Sounds like a win-win to me!

Hold Yourself Accountable

Ah yes, accountability. . .something we all need in our lives. Whether it’s creating a schedule, a checklist, or even leaving yourself post-it notes throughout the house—I’ve done all three—holding yourself accountable is a surefire way to success. The best part is, you don’t have to do it alone. You can always find an accountability buddy to give you that extra nudge if needed.

Final Thoughts

In closing, I would like to offer some words of encouragement. Whatever your passion, purpose or goals are, never give up. Will it be easy? No. Will everything go as you planned? Absolutely not! But, you can do it. Anything worthwhile is worth fighting for. The only thing you will regret is not trying.

“A setback is a push forward in disguise” ~ LMD

~ Lindsey

https://farfromahousewife.com/

Happy Father’s Day As A Mother

Happy “Father’s” Day!(?)

I totally appreciate all the people over the years who have taken time out of their day to recognize that I am my son’s only parent. That was a choice I made at 24 when I left my son’s father to whom I was engaged,I couldn’t take the abuse any longer. I also had a plethora of male friends who promised to step up and be there for me and for him and a new boyfriend who decided to stick around even though I was pregnant with a child that was most definitely not his.

Fast forward 13 years, the boyfriend and I split up 7 years ago (probably 2 years too late), I moved for a better job opportunity and those friends all got married and had their own kids and couldn’t find their way across the Hudson River to visit us.

So that left me to do it all alone. My father had and has no interest in being a hands on grandfather, my younger brother is a typical millennial with the world spinning on his axis and my older brother wants to be involved again, but lives too far away. On this day, I think not of all the ways I’ve helped my son, but in all the ways I’ve failed him. He can’t ride a bike because I didn’t have the patience or skill to teach him. He never played baseball because I couldn’t deal with the baseball moms and honestly couldn’t afford the sport at the time it would have started. I didn’t push him to stick with soccer or swimming, even though he had skill with both. I’m not an athlete, struggling to keep fit and healthy as a good role model for him.

What I do know, and hold in my heart is that this different upbringing for him has made him one hell of a cook, laundry doer, cleaner and helper with all things. He doesn’t see anything as “women’s” work, but just things needing to be done to keep a clean house. He understands the importance of my career and that it keeps a roof over our heads, food on the table, clothes on our backs and vacations every couple of years. He also sees girls his age as his equals, yet knows to respect them and to care for those younger and smaller than him regardless of age. So today and everyday going forward, I’m going to try to forget about my shortcomings as a father, and celebrate my kick ass ability as a rocking single mother. I hope you all do too!

Electra

Single Mom’s Mother’s Day

What do you think of when you hear “Mother’s Day”? Mom sleeping in, breakfast in bed or brunch at her favorite restaurant, a day of being pampered and spoiled? That’s what I think of …… but I’m learning that I need to stop having expectations and just embrace what is in front of me.

Last year, I most likely had that opening vision for my Mother’s Day. Instead, my youngest daughter woke me up at 6:00 in the morning and asked me what we were having for breakfast. Good question…. We didn’t really have anything at home because I normally go grocery shopping on Sunday mornings. After waiting a little while, I realized that I needed to get out of bed and get dressed and make my way to the store. I drove to the store to pick up some breakfast items. While I was checking out, I noticed that most of the people in the store at that early hour were dads and their kids buying last-minute cards and gifts for the moms in their lives. Let me just tell you that I was more than a little irritated and depressed that I, the mom, was at the store buying items for our Mother’s Day breakfast. On the way home, I decided to treat myself with a Starbucks coffee to go.  When I got home, my kids could sense my irritation, so they told me to go to my room, shut the door and relax. The girls decided to bring me breakfast in bed and we ended up having a fun day. Our friends called and asked if we wanted to join them for lunch and a hike, which we did, and the girls gave me presents that they made/bought with their dad.

I admit that I feel bad for getting irritated and feeling sorry for myself; it probably sounds really selfish. But, it taught me that I need to learn to not have expectations about holidays/events, because I tend to get disappointed. As a single mom, it’s not realistic to think that I can have an entire day of doing nothing. But I can learn to embrace what is and enjoy things as they come, rather than trying to make events live up to some fantasy that I’ve created in my head or seen on TV.

If I could take this lesson and apply it to all areas of my life, I would probably be a much happier person. So, for this Mother’s Day, I am going to challenge myself to let my expectations go and just enjoy the weekend with my girls. One of the things I love as a mom is to watch my girls do the things that they enjoy, so I’m going to remember this as I watch my oldest play in a tennis tournament and as I watch my youngest play in her soccer game and attend a friend’s birthday party. They don’t stay this age long, so I have to enjoy it while I can.

Being a mom is a tough job and being a single mom is tougher than I could have imagined, but I love my girls so much and could not imagine life without them. I remember when they were babies and there were times when I would look at them and cry because I loved them so much. And, just last week, after my oldest daughter had a disappointment, I couldn’t help but cry because I know how hard she works and hate to see her suffer. Or the pride I feel when I see them accomplish something amazing. Or hearing my youngest daughter tell her sister, “Good morning beautiful” when she sees her in the morning. Every day as a mom brings something new and sometimes it’s an emotional roller coaster and every year seems to go faster than the last one …. but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

So, here’s hoping that I can let go of what I think Mother’s Day should be and just enjoy it for what it is this year. And, here’s to all the moms out there – I hope you enjoy your day, however you decide to celebrate.

~Laxmi~