Many of us forego good for great; awesome for roarsome; magnificent for phenomenal; outstanding for astonishing.
When I was thinking about leaving my first husband, I feared that I was being stupid. I doubted that I could do it and I didn't know if I should. I didn't know where I was going, let alone the steps to take toward what I wanted. I feared I was leaving a man and a relationship that were really great and would possibly never realize the more that I was reaching for.
I had stability and a thriving business with my husband. We had an exquisite home that was often the hub of gatherings for our friends and family. We traveled frequently and money was ours to spend freely. We got along, had fun together and respected each other; I loved this man.
So why would I want to leave when I had it so good? It didn't make sense to me.
There was nothing fundamentally wrong with our relationship and nothing that I could say was a "deal breaker".
There was nothing I can say that I needed to run away from.
But I did feel a sense that I wanted to run toward something more.
Did I dare want more than what I had? (I made myself wrong for wanting more for a long time).
Did I dare go from really good to roarsome?
Was this even possible???
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