When I look at Salty Mommy, I am a little sad and regretful and yet hopeful as well. I started writing the blog after getting divorced. It was helpful to have a place to share the hurt and confusion without letting anger creep into the posts. It was a way to reflect and realize all that had happened–not just in my failed marriage but in my failed first attempts at love. It was healing, but like so many other avenues of self-care, I stopped writing and just threw myself into working multiple jobs. The posts that I did have on here were mostly lost when I transferred everything over to Word Press. Although I could just re-upload or re-type the entries again, I think I am just going to move forward. I will turn 50 in just a few weeks, and I am personally starting over in multiple areas of life so Salty Mommy is going to start over with me.
Isn’t it a blessing to be able to recreate ourselves?