PACKED MY BAGS TO GET AWAY FROM MR. HEARTACHE…

Every day is a new day, and you’ll never be able to find happiness if you don’t move on.

Have you ever found yourself so sick over love or the disappointment of love that you wanted to pack up and move? Or maybe you did pack up and go away, far away… How did that work out for you?

I have moved one hundred and fifty miles away from a love I had no business falling in love with. This has gone wrong in so many ways.

Let’s begin with I took me with me, caring along a torch for my heartache that flamed the coast of California. I clearly need to work on myself and my choices and moving may be inconsequential to that.

I do love my new town and have done my best to adapt but then said ex, will and has shown up on my doorstep. This sends us spiraling backwards, not well. Even though the drive is through Los Angels, it can be and has been done from both of us.

When he doesn’t show up there is the email, text and so many other high Tec forms of reaching out and keeping us connected. I need to make choices there.

Transitioning in and out of love may or may not involved the drastic degree of moving. It is done mostly within the heart. That can be felt for untold miles. The healing and best decisions need to take place right where my feet are, wherever they are.

The matters of the heart involving two people and sometimes the people that surrounds them. Even though what I have to do is really about me I have to be sensitive that falling in love can be mutual. Deciding to distance myself from that love can be singular. So my heart must expand knowing that us silly humans just do the best we can.

The good news is? I love my new town! It has embraced me with open arms and I fit in like a warm glove on a chilly winter’s day.

I will take my walk away from the wrong love one city step at a time. As I take in the hills, beaches and streets. Mending my heart, licking my wounds. Awakening to new possibilities recovering from past choices.

My Mantra: “Healing takes place within my heart no matter where I am” “Moving forward is courageous and will be enlightening”

Katie L Lindley

Although I would like to say I am organized, focused and cookie-cutter, that simply would not be me. I am no different than any other woman in the world. I love to love, love hard, and, in the end, have learned to love myself above all else. So here I am, writing about the many men and the multiple purposes they have served in my life. Realizing that not one man on my roster had fulfilled every single one of my needs. Perhaps one man is not supposed to? I have compiled snippets of the men that have entered my world. In the end, they have shoved me towards my bathroom mirror, forcing me to take a better look at myself. Reflection is brilliant and the strongest guidepost into ourselves.

Working on the next book in the series “A House for Every Purpose, My Journey From Pillow to Pillow” revels a woman abandoning her home in search or her identity beyond men, motherhood, author.

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