I moved into my new apt last week and it was the first time that I had been truly alone since I moved home 7 months ago - years if you want to include the time that Dan and I lived together. I hadn't realized there was a suppressed well of emotions regarding our relationship that was boiling deep within until I had time to be alone. With a surge of grief, its wave took me out.
Small things have been a struggle for me - like grocery shopping. Without even expressing this concern to her, Lindsey came by for a girls night with 2 bags of groceries filled with her favorite items. I nearly wept. As I shared with her my struggle - which seemed asinine and insane - she offered her own stories of learning how to cook for one, and that it was going to be a hurdle, but now I had the opportunity to figure out what I liked to eat. Faint rainbows at the end of a storm.
I have yet to work back into a regular meditation schedule, but I did pick up my workout routine this afternoon. My goals this upcoming week are to order sushi only once (not 4x), establish a morning routine that includes meditation, and head to the gym after the office.
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