Auld Lang Syne

Welcome 2011.  2010 was a good year.  When my ex husband left four and a half years ago, I looked at my bank accounts (depleted), the damage to my credit card bill (staggering), my six month old baby who couldn’t sit up yet because of his back, an apartment that was $2300 a month, my father in the hospital recovering from quadruple bypass two days prior and I just recall looking at Mel (who raced up from Manhattan to Westchester when I called forty minutes prior) and said, “What am I going to do?”  It started the whirlwind that was my life.  And this past Tuesday I closed on my first house….all by myself.  When I came to Virginia I started looking at houses.  Every resale I’d look at had something I didn’t want to deal with (kitchen remodel, bath remodel, wallpaper to pull down).  Then I figured single family houses may not be the way to go (after all I wasn’t going to mow on the weekends).  A townhouse seemed like the best option.  I visited the one I finally decided on each time I’d look at a different subdivision.  I took the plunge.  I would build from the ground up.

Building this house was cathartic. It was my rebuild. Each nail represented my revenge.  Maybe that sounds immature.  But Preston and I did not deserve what has transpired.  It’s been hard.  I want to write about it and I will one day.  I want to put it all down because I need to, but for now suffice it to say that signing on the dotted line and being handed the keys was as close as I can come to closure.  As I bought all new furniture to replace what we picked out together, I got closure.  And being able to do this for my son, the son who I wheeled everyday three to four block to our apartment in a stroller regardless of the weather because there was no parking and no one would give up their spot…was closure.   For you Preston.  Welcome Home. 

It was only fitting because Mel and I typically parallel a lot in life, that she became ENGAGED this week.  So to you, my forever friend, much love, peace and happiness always!  Now let’s get planning that wedding!!!!!!

 

(May 1986)