I got the letter from my lawyer today. The divorce is final. I am Melissa again.
My friend pointed out how true it is that I’m Melissa again in the way that I’m dealing with my fall and injury.
Married Melissa would have felt this is all my fault, I deserved it, I don’t deserve to be happy, Im not worthy of having good things happen to me, I should never have been so selfish to follow my heart and do something I love.
Melissa again ( the new version of the old me) feels I had better spend the winter healing, getting stronger, and improving my balance so this doesn’t happen again, maybe I need to seek out someone who can help me be more confident, I can’t wait to ride again, thank goodness for Drishti – he is helping heal my soul.
Night and day difference in attitude. This is how I know I’m Melissa again. That is happiness.
I saw my surgeon – who is a second cousin (he doesn’t know this) and who informed me how dangerous horse riding is (his uncle and cousin formed my childhood love of being crazy on horseback) – and while my shoulder is badly shattered and will take a long time to heal, it doesn’t need surgery and is in good alignment to heal.
So that’s good. And that’s happiness too
And him. That little face. He is a bright light in my life.
I’m Melissa again. ❤️❤️