[seeker1950]

Hi all!
I really appreciate the compassion and insights you have given me in my attempt at recovery.
It has really helped!
Until this last relationship debacle, I had refrained from entering grad school in Fine Art, making all sorts of excuses, like the hour long commute thru traffic was too much, telling myself I needed the quiet time for other things, couldn't afford it, yadda yadda yadda.
I admit, the rejection forced me to look for something more challenging and fulfilling. Now, I LOVE the commute each day, getting up at 4:30 a.m. to get to the ceramics studio early! Staying late in the weaving studio! My instructors are true inspirations, especially for me as a teacher, and I know I will return to my middle schoolers in late August with renewed enthusiasm for my art teaching.
Yeah, I still think of HIM, of things I would like to share about my classes, etc., but those thoughts are quickly tempered by the reality of the situation. Also, getting sick and stopping up the ceramics studio bathroom the day after I last wrote to him taught me a BIG lesson. Someone here said my body was sending me a message....Boy, was it! I will never forget that lesson.
So things are good; thoughts are better, and eventually he won't even be an afterthought.
Seeker