It’s a warm, summer day. I am sitting at a restaurant, outside on a patio, which has always been my favorite. As I drink down a cocktail and shallow the tears of selling jewelry to help pay for household bills, I can’t help but think about what my husband said to me, “I am in a fog and I don’t know what I want.” One conversation and text literally change the course of my life. Well, that and getting laid off from my job.
So what is a valley girl in her 40s supposed to do when she is blindsided by the end of her marriage and career?
I am Blindsided Valley Girl.
Purpose and Mission….
My daughter- I want my daughter to know what truly happened in my life and to be clear on the struggles I went through. I want to help my daughter understand why I cried, why I made the choices I did, everything thing I did was for her. I want her to understand that my whole life was turned upside down and I never in a million thought this would happen. My husband walking out, No career, and hidden tax debt by my husband. There were days that I could not get out of bed. Knowing I had to be there for her, good support from friends and a good therapist was what helped me. I want her to know as a woman, she can accomplish anything. I was an adopted child, so being abandoned and not knowing about my past is something I am familiar with. I want my daughter to know she was loved. I wanted everything for her. The course and change in life was not my doing but I will make it better for her.
One person- My goal/mission is to create a community of people that help each other. No, I am not the only one this has happened to, but I felt alone. So if I can have people help each other, that is my goal. I didn’t have a role model until I was in the heart of my career. I was alone, unsure and unclear of my course in life. I want to be able to help, even ONE person, that can make an observation and make a better decision about their life after reading this blog. The one thing you will have to put up with is my random, crazy, thoughts as a blindsided Valley Girl from the 80s tries to figure out how I got here and we’re am I going next. It is the only way I can process the amount of change around me. Of course, I will be doing it all in heels!