The Wardrobe of Divorce

Neglect, oh what a plaguesome vice! I see my engagement in such sin has cost me stagnation of my blog site. Thus, I see it is time to add some flavor to this now bland palette.

Serious changes have occurred in my recent walk of life. I am in the process of divorcing or obtaining a dissolution of my near twenty five year marriage, something I never thought I would encounter. However, it has befallen me and with it a closet full of challenges I never dreamed I would robe myself in.

Allow me to share with you some of the attire one wears when employing the severing of terminal marriage.

There are the Levi's of "my situation is unbearable and anything to end it will be better". This is true in many situations, however, what one does not see is that once those jeans are washed, unless the size was carefully calculated, wearing them long term causes tremendous discomfort if not piercing pain. True in the long run, a separation may be the best thing, however, the process is quite painful, no matter how strong a person is.

I have also worn the sheer fabric blouse of "I will be totally open with you and we can do this in a kind and friendly way". That looks pretty in the closest, but what one fails to realize is that the other one who may feel betrayed or is hurt, begins to mock at what they see through that blouse and points it out to others they can commandeer. What you wore to bless them becomes a weapon of emabaressment in their hands as they seek to strip you naked before others.

Let's see, oh yes, sometimes we just don't know what to wear and ask others their opinion, such as a lawyer. Don't get me wrong, they are good, yet I find that sometimes I will wear something by opinion instead of thinking it through myself and although it looks good, it just isn't me.

So far I have listed articles of clothing that are less than desirable. However there is the loungewear of freedom. This can be a scary outfit, especially if one has not been on their own in a very long time. Sometimes we forget which side is right side out, but after a few practices it all comes back. I am personally looking forward to this outfit as the constraining corsett of an overbearing partner who wants me to look a certain way socially without having to wear such an article himself, has squished my abilities too long. Is this his fault? No, it is mine for allowing myself to remain in such confinement. Perhaps if I had made my voice known long before now, such a separation wouldn't be needed. However, that did not happen, thus I shall continue to sport the new fashions of a social outcast, at least in the eyes of many of the faith I hold. But then I always was an outcast, one chosen for God's purpose, which seems in my life to be to go against the expected norm. This suit, woven of heavenly twill, silk, burlap, and satin appears as it is, unconventional in an overly conventional world, but in heaven, my true home, it is all the rage.
Beth out....