Ten Years Later

The book they told me to write is almost done

After my divorce from a violent marriage in 2014, we (the children and I) faced another traumatic event, leading us to seek counseling. Each Therapist who heard our story said the same thing:

“Wow! You should write a book!” He shook his head in amazement, mixed with bewilderment and perplexity.

I rolled my eyes, took a deep breath, and looked up. I nodded my head in agreement. (If I had a dollar for every time someone told me that, I would have enough money to actually publish the book!)

He continued, “No, I’m being serious.”

Tears started to fill my eyes. I didn’t even want to come into his office today, but my daughter asked me to be there this time. I laughed mockingly and said, “Yes, I know, but I’m not ready to revisit it.”

His face cringed as he realized that my daughter’s therapy session could easily turn into my therapy session. “I understand, but just when you think that MAYBE you can, then that is the precise time to do it. It may even help you get some closure.”

Closure. But I am over my ex! Or at least I thought I was. MAYBE it is time. MAYBE this is it. MAYBE this is the beginning, to the end.

I wrote this blog on May 31, 2016:

I was not ready ten years ago. I did not want to revisit it. But now I’m telling my story.

The book is almost done. I’ll keep you posted.

Originally published at https://yolikaereynolds.substack.com.