Welcome to A Bit of Me (Me), hosted by There’s A Book, our place in the blogosphere in which we reveal bits and pieces of our “real” lives.
This Weeks Question: What’s the craziest thing you’ve ever done? Anything.
The year was 1970. Many recent events had stirred me, from the protests of the sixties over Vietnam; women’s issues; my own search for who I was; and as a graduate student, I was reexamining everything that I had thought I had known and believed.
I had been in a marriage for seven years, and like many people have experienced, we were not a “marriage of true minds.” But I had two kids.
It seemed to unfold in a crazy way, at least that’s how it seemed to onlookers. Family, etc. One day, while my husband was on a business trip, I rented an apartment, hired a moving van, and left. With my two kids. Just like that.
Over the weeks and months ahead, I would face all the scrutiny and censure of those who had thought they knew me. Only my closest friends in my new life really understood. They supported me. But as everything around me changed, and as I became a truly different person, I would realize, too, that even though I didn’t regret what I’d done, the consequences would follow me…always.
Nearly a decade later, I had become a much happier person, even though I had left one life for another. By then, I had two more children. I had found my niche in a career and loved making contributions to the world around me (as a social worker). I had visions of someday writing about my experiences.
I have done that.
So what’s your story? Share the “crazy” parts, if you will. And don’t be surprised if everyone else has something equally “crazy” to tell.