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From the Side of the Road

I was angry as I drove the 90 miles home.  In my mind it took all of ten minutes to get there.  It was late, nearly midnight.  I began unloading my car and carrying my bags up the stairs to my apartment.  It feels cold and empty inside.  I turned on the light in the kitchen, and put my suitcase on my own bed.   I unpacked my laptop on the desk.  That’s when Goose texted again.

Are you alright?”

Oh that burned me!  I haven’t been alright for weeks.  Because he didn’t follow through.  I trusted him to keep his word.  He betrayed himself and he betrayed me.  NO I’M NOT ALRIGHT!   I called Michele to unload this massive storm inside of me.

When I have a client come into my office with what seems to be a confusing situation, its my job to help them clarify.  To help them see.  Because its Iowa and people here are so familiar with corn fields I use this analogy to help them open their eyes.  It begins like this…  If you are standing in the middle of a corn field with the stalks of corn towering over your head, can you tell me how many rows of corn there are?  The answer of course is no.  The stalks are much too tall and the leaves on the stalks are full and wave in the breezes.  So it’s impossible to see anything but green.  My job, I tell them, is to take them to the side of the road.  From here they can see each individual row of corn.  This is where I hope Michele can lead me.  Out of the field and onto the side of the road where she has been standing all along.  She has been able to see this train wreck coming.  She could see the flashing lights and the danger barrier coming down in front of her.  But she also knew that I couldn’t see any of this.  I had to learn it the hard way.  But that’s what friends do.  They love each other enough to stand back and let the lesson be learned. Then they come with open arms and a scoop shovel to pick you up off the ground.   Thank you Michele.

She listened with love and then she said… “You need to let him know you’re alright.  It’s not fair to let him wonder if you’re hurt.  It’s not fair to let him worry needlessly.”  Darn it, I hate it when she’s right.  But I didn’t want to make any sort of contact at all.   I thought for a while and then I texted back.

“I’m fine, I just don’t have anything I want to say.”

Then Michele took my hand and lead me slowly through the dark, damp corn field to the side of the road.  I hadn’t wanted to see.  I didn’t want him not to be ready.  But what I saw from the side of the road is that I’m not ready.   I wanted to find a better version of the life I’d had.  There were some parts of that life I loved.  However, life needed me to move forward.  Goose was pulling me right back into what I’d left behind.  Life has a completely different plan for me.  I just have to be willing to pick up my feet and go.

It’s very hard leaving everything you know.  Even when it’s not good.  It’s what you know.  There is a measure of safety in what we know.  Even when we think we’ve moved on.. we are drawn to its familiarity.  I had no idea who Goose was when I saw his profile on the dating site.  There wasn’t even a picture of him.  But Life knew.   Life knew that I needed to do some more letting go of what was.  Life had to remind me so that I could choose which way I should go.  I was drawn to the familiar.  Goose’s name is the same as my ex’s.  His wife had worked the very same job I worked when I met my ex.  Her coffee mug was the same as my coffee mug.  Goose lived in the same style house on an acreage as what my ex and I had lived in on the farm.  Even their personalities were similar.  From all of the options on the dating site.. he and I came across each other.  We felt something enough to proceed past a Meet & Greet. What Goose and I felt was the familiarity of the past.  It provided a moment of comfort while we were still both lost in the letting go of what had been our lives.

From the side of the road I can see all of these things.  I know that my road leads  in a new direction.  And I’m willing to pick up my feet and go.

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15 thoughts on “From the Side of the Road

  1. Oh Jeannie I am so sorry you had to go through this….do you think that life sometimes presents us with the same scenario – repackaged – to make sure we make different choices this time around? Good on you for putting one foot in front of the other in a new direction as the emotional undertow must have been strong from this one…big hugs..very big hugs xxx

  2. Yes Jane,
    Life is determined to teach us. We all learn what life wants us to learn. Some of us are here to learn about money.. and are given a lot of it or very little. Others, like me are here to learn about loving and being loved. I’ve had many relationships to learn what I need to learn. (Wish I had the manual, it certainly would be easier with the directions!) Relationship opportunities do come to me repackaged with different paper and bows. Gosh.. this last year or so.. even the very same relationships reappear, just in case I might choose it this time around.

    To this point in my blooging about these different men, I’ve heard from most of them again. yes, even Goose. Recently he texted to invite me to make lefse with the Aunts. It was shortly after I’d written that blog!
    Life is just hysterical isn’t it!

    1. Oh Jeannie yes life is funny, sometimes hysterical, sometimes plain absurd!! Thank goodness we can laugh about it….xx

    2. Sometimes it takes another set of eyes to lead you and show you that “hay” this is not going to change if you stay in this relationship. Sometime its like a treadmill round and round goin no where.

  3. Goose and I were both learning from the connection we’d made. But it was essentially the blind leading the blind here. We kept bumping into each other’s hurt spots.

  4. I am just coming into this so need to learn more about Goose…but clearly an ex…I love your corn field analogy and I believe that is what life is to many people and they have to strip back the layers as an onion peel to get to the heart of what they are really looking at or dealing with. Great post.

  5. Goose as of this post is an ex. We met online and dated for about three months. My blog is an ongoing story about my online dating experiences from the first post. These are events that happened about a year ago when I began the dating process. Thank you for your comments!

  6. i hear you, there is comfort, almost feels like a “safe” place, to stay with the familiar, but for me, the familiar is usually situations or relationships that are unhealthy for me, and i seem to have to learn a lesson or two before i can “see” that it is my old patterns returning again to taunt me~~~ it is usually my self-esteem that tells me that is all i “deserve” ,,, bless you, for sharing all your journeys with us***

    1. Maralyn,
      Sometimes we start off on the right foot but then slowly over time little pieces of us look the other way until we no longer recongize our path at all.

      We all have a light shining within us. It’s so important to keep it burning.
      Hugs to you!

    1. Or even remarrying the same person. I knew the ‘fit’ wasn’t right for what I wanted in my future. I needed a moment of comfort. That comfort became a reminder of where I’d been. And I learned that there was no comfort in resurrecting the past.
      I have very good friends!

  7. First of all, I’m so amazed at the diversity our country grants us. The idea that most people in Iowa are familiar with corn fields and you provide them with that same imagery in order to get them grounded and focused? That’s just really special, I think, and it speaks volumes about the different landscapes afforded us here in the United States as well as on how environment affects psychology.

    Everything you said about the Familiar is so familiar to me. Familiar pain is preferable because it’s Familiar. Isn’t it funny how we can choose to hurt, just because it’s less painful than trying something new?

    Or maybe it’s what you both needed. But you seem to have grown past it now. That, too, is really something special.

    1. Thank you John for stopping by my blog. It seems we’re on a similar journey. The finding a needle in the haystack game. (Again with the Iowa thing!)
      I look forward to following your progress.

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