Don’t think twice.

I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind                                   You could have done better but I don’t mind                     You just kinda wasted my precious time                            But don’t think twice, it’s all right ~ Bob Dylan

Happy Birthday, Bob Dylan!  (Bob’s 70 today.)

Sometimes this is how I feel about the last few years with my ex.  A little more honesty would have gone a long way.  Maybe it would have freed me up a few years earlier.  My dreams of growing old with D could have  changed to other dreams.  I don’t let myself think this way very often, though, because I don’t think it’s helpful.

I’ve always tried to believe that I was where I was supposed to be at that time.  I learned things I wouldn’t have learned anywhere else or at any other time.  I met people and was touched by them and they by me in ways that were meant to be.  Some of the most important people in my life today I met during those years.  So how can I look back with regret.  I mean where would I be without S and R and their family.  I got so much unconditional love from them and they literally prayed me through the divorce.  I read somewhere that “a friend is someone who is there for you when she’d rather be anywhere else.”  That makes me think about the first Father’s Day that D was gone and he caused quite a stir when he took his OW with him to his mom and dad’s house.  Remember he had left me only two months earlier.  S came up and stayed with me for hours.  I’m sure she would have preferred to be home with R and their three daughters.  She taught me a great deal about love that day.  Her ability to give to others is rare and I’m glad I was in that place at that time and the recipient of such love and kindness.

I shall continue to look for the good that came out of hard times.  In the meantime, it’s all right. 

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