Won't You Be My Neighbor?

There is so much new in this new chapter. New roles and responsibilities. New routines. New ways of doing and being and moving through the world. I tend not to explain myself. I haven't for a long time. Not because I don't believe I need to, though I don't. But mostly because what you see is what you get. There's not a lot of explaining to do when you are pretty transparent. And while I don't find myself explaining now, I do find myself offering details I never thought necessary. Details like, he forgot he couldn't have a girlfriend AND be married. Or, younger, thinner but, dare I say, not as pretty as me. And, my favorite, well he told her he loved her sooo...

Not only am I forging a new path as an ex-wife, my friends and those around me are also rearranging what they knew and know about me. It's not V and Wasband. It's V. Or Vanessa and KBs. It's not an intact family, it's a separated family. I have a sense that right now the House of KB is not yet who we ARE but still who we WERE. That is logical and reasonable. It takes time for everyone to adjust. And yet...

Have you ever thought of selling everything, packing up what's left and moving to someplace new? Brand new? Where you are free to be who you are and not who you were. Where your family can be complete as they are and not always seen with a missing figure. Where the narrative is built on character and not circumstance. No? Yeah, me neither.

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This is where experienced bloggers tell you to share their stuff. Me? I mean, it'd be nice, but I am not in the habit of telling people what to do. It doesn't sit right. So do what works for you. That's all we can ask of anyone. If that means sending me along to a friend. Great. If not? That's cool, too. Right?