Mitzi’s Happy

I’m getting to the other side of being lost in the woods of life.

When I first started reading about the use of fairy tales as warnings to children kind of as a way to soften the blow of real life situations that will happen. Being in the woods is a place of struggle and learning that transforms you by the time you find your way out.

My last time finding myself lost in the woods was 2019. Not THAT 2019 – 2019 when COVID was still a problem for the other side of the world.

For me, the bottom first dropped a week or so after my birthday when it was clear that my marriage was over. It was not what I expected or wanted.

At the same time that my life was being swallowed in confusion, the world brought me together with a horse of my own, Thomas. More (probably too much more) about Thomas later.

So the timeline of events was separation, bought a horse, COVID hits, I realize that I have no idea who I am, I buy a house the week before people were shut down from being able to even go into houses for sale. I move, alone because of COVID and I spend my time mostly sequestered, alone and figuring it out.

So there will be snippets of that journey, but mostly I want to focus on the present and future which it turns out that I’ve ended up exactly where I’m supposed to be.