Well, I've made it to bright, sunny, mountainous Denver, Colorado. The air here is fresh and crisp -- I feel like I can breathe for the first time in months. It's sunny and surprisingly hot, but not humid, which is something I always loved about Denver.
I have so many posts to write -- I stayed in the Omaha Jewish community last Shabbat and had an amazing experience, I arrived in Lincoln and the first thing I did was get a haircut, I spent so much quality time with my beautiful nephews Owynn and Oliver, and I schlepped to Denver where I'm spending Rosh Hashana and Shabbat at the home of one of the local rabbis and with old and new local friends who made this trip and transition so easy, so possible (thanks Melissa!).
The next few weeks will hold a lot of morsels of pensive thinking from me, and I hope you'll put up with it as I attempt to transition into normal life again (is there such a thing?). I'm moving into my new apartment on Sunday with absolutely nothing except clothes, some Judaica, and a Brita that I bought while in Lincoln. Luckily, my mattress is coming Monday so I'll stop being sleep-grumpy by then. There will be exploration, thrifting, and shaping my new life, my liberated life.
Will you stay tuned?
I want to thank everyone who has sent emails, texts, or has called to check in on me and share their words of consolation and support. It's so weird that when you get divorced in the Jewish world, the greeting is "Mazal Tov!" and not "I'm so sorry." What a funny world we live in, yes?
So I want to wish everyone a Shana Tova u'metukah and may 5772 be filled with nothing but mazal, brachot, and simchas. All my love to every last one of you!