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About my single status….
At 19 I met a young man a few years older me. By 22 I was pregnant. At 23 I delivered our first child, a boy. About a month later we moved in together and stayed together for the next thirteen years.
You know what means? My entire twenties and half my thirties were spent with the same person. Living that family life. Working, being a parent and partner. There was little to no time for self interests. My family was my interest. My priority. That’s it.
In no way was that a bad thing. I enjoyed the stability. Seeing my young son run to me walking in the door from a long day of work. Having my man there to help provide and raise our sons. What we had as a couple just ran its course.
Fast forward four years post divorce and I feel a little awkward. Off balance a little. I feel a shift in my life that can’t quite be explained.
Yes, I’m single. And sometimes I’m not quite sure how I feel about it. A couple days ago my sister kindly reminded me how our mom is getting more action than me. Lol.
But that’s okay. Now is my time. With no responsibilities, answer to’s, check ins with anyone. I can create new hobbies. Which I plan to do. Create my own financial and investment plan. I already have. Along with anything else I desire.
