Tonight I reflect on what I call “The Perfect Storm”. It was (is) a storm that has been brewing since I was in my mothers womb. It grew with me through childhood. It gained some great momentum through the teenage years and robbed me of myself in early adulthood/motherhood. Each phase of my life picked up debris, as you would imagine a tornado would do. I thought many times that the storm had reached its peak, little did I know that it was only just beginning to spin out of control. Then when I least expected, I had maintained control over this monstrosity my entire life, the stars aligned. Not in a good way! (not that I can see clearly, yet anyway).
First the big move. Followed by the complaints about my 5lb dog that forced us out of that home. In the new place, we seemed better (calm before the storm maybe) We settled in and went through 2 different upstairs tenants within a year or so. Then the doozies came, and this is where the perfect storm started the final leg of its journey.
To be continued.....
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