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  readytochange

Wed, May 20 10:07 AM

Opening the door, just to peek out

 

  It's been eight months now since I ended up living alone.  In that time I have lived in a town where I did'nt know a soul and barely left my flat at all.

  The reason for living there was to be near to work but now the job has gone and I have moved back to my home town. 

  When do you stop counting setbacks and how often can you dust yourself down and start again.  It seems to be getting to the stage where I don't have anything left to lose but I am scared that fate may just find something else to whip out from under me.  

  So here I am broken and beaten but at least I have opened the door just enough to peek out.   Standing here remembering how much Tools to Life helped me before and wanting to find the strength to fight back and get my life back....  No, to start a new life.  I have started the course from the begining in a new username and I so hope I can do this again.  Ian. 

 

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Do it again!

Stick with it and stay strong.

 

You ask how many times you have to stand back up and dust your self off?

 

Every single time!

 

Just keep standing back up. Life is not fair and it never will be. The true test of a person's character is how he or she handles themselves after a curve ball knocks them on their butt.

 

Be sure to re-read all the chapters with an open mind. I print mine out and take notes in the margin on what struck me and what I was thinking. You will be surprised when you re-read the chapter and look at your past notes. By re-reading you will find some new things.

I agree....

Life is about picking yourself up and dusting off again.  BUT Look over your shoulder.... Look at where you have taken yourself... Ill bet you are alot more braver than you were the first time you went thru tools. 

 

I would guess that you were not the kind of person who would have been able to have been able to move to a strange town... butyou did. 

 

Rugs get pulled out from under us all of the time.  The point is that you took the chance and stepped onto the rug.  It offered warmth from a cold floor, it offered a bit of a cushion from a hard floor and when it came out, you were back on the cold hard floor.  BUT it wasnt the end of the world... It was still a floor and you landed on it.  At least the floor didnt go out from under you! LOL.....

 

Life is about taking risks.  I was dmarried with 3 kids and expected to die that way.  Then the rug was pulled out from under me and I was a single mom and had a horrible ex husband. 

 

Many years later, I re-married.  He was the love of my life... Guess what?  Yep... There went the rug again.  He died. 

 

Now many more years later... I have met another man.  Guess what?  Well, I dont know what yet... the rug may come out, it maynot.... I am prepared though in case it does....   and yet.... I LIVE.

 

Yes, that is right... I live.

 

I have 3 kids from the first marriage and it is a bit of an ongoing comedy for me to watch as the ex struggles in his hatred for me. 

 

I have found and lost the love of my life and buddy... it was worth all of it.... He was a wonderful man and his love for me made me a better person.....   I miss him... but  better to have love and lost than to never have loved at all!!!!!!

 

 And I am game.... I am game to participate in the game of life.... to put my heart out there and love again... maybe the rug will come out again, maybe not.... but Im in it.  I am in the game!!!!

 

So welcome Back.... Glad to see you pick yourself up and dust off.... Now go live a little..... have some fun!!!!!!!!!

 

Life... is great!

 

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