one ring part two

Over the last seven weeks my familiarity and embracement of being “single” has returned to the once comfortable state that was present for about twenty-three of my thirty short years. i am comfortable again. Only earlier this morning, i wrote “one ring” with the question of when i was going to remove my ring. The very day, three days ago, that the circumstances that lead me from my path of simply facilitating a divorce that i did not want to spearheading the divorce operation with conviction i had the answer in my heart, body and soul;  i simply did not want my answer to be true any longer, and attempted to utilize an excuse (”The circumstances have changed!”) so i could take the easy way out… running and hiding, preferably leaving the decision to up to others (asking my parent’s-in-law for permission to remove the circuferential band.) my path is this: i will remove the ring the day the state judge grants our divorce; i will uphold my marital vows to the best that my broken existence and relationship allows until that day. i will displace anger with pain, and pain with compassion every opportunity i am afforded. The seas are rough; the fog is viscous; the siren’s song is sweet; the ship creaks and groans; the crew has other battles; the Captain is…well, my words would not do justice in describing El Capitan. i am grateful for all of the warm seas we have embraced, the magical fog that has filled our lungs, the tranquility of the siren’s song; the ship that creaks with honesty through rough waters, all that have crewed or ever will crew as my peers, and the Captain’s presence; the bearing is set.

~ by oneopenbook on June 24, 2008.