New Year

Written on 4th January 2010, published almost one month later.

New Year, new beginning.
Clean slate... or a bag-full of mix feelings?

Nineteen years ago, a sadness brought upon by a rejection was born in me. Though it failed to overwhelm me but its presence was real. There were times when the pain was so great I could feel something in my chest breaking. Love, marriage and children brought comforts and distractions. Over the years there were periods of hopeful confidence, interspersed with moments of doubt.

Two years ago, choices I made brought upon a renewal of the rejection. The pain returned with a vengeance. It started to affect my relationship with other people. A wise godly woman suggested that may be it's time to accept the fact that that illusive acceptance will remain illusive. I am trying it out this new year.