The moon is full and the night is exquisite in a velvety black aura. Looking over the city from my balcony window I am thinking how much I would love to share this view with you. Yes, you my reader and friends in America, England, Australia and China. Can you imagine what it is like to see the vast sprawling downtown city lights of Nanjing? I would have never been here if it hadn’t been for circumstances. Isn’t the journey of life interesting? It seems you are always working to make your life perfect and then WHAM, someone pulls the rug out from under you and KA-SPLAT you are slapped in the face with a new reality. This year I have worked so hard on understanding my plight of losing a son and a marriage. I have been healing and reassembling the bits and pieces of my life back together. Learning about new people, new places and new ideas is the way I spend time in my home, China. I work on blocking out the sadness of so much loss by staying busy teaching students my concepts of art and life. The one thing I have learned is I can stand up for myself and tell someone how I feel. It has taken a life time to learn this lesson. I got a letter from my ex-husband today, someone I had no longer expected to hear from. It was a letter from an addicted personality not able to see the end of our relationship and still pulling strings to get his way. To him I say “What are you thinking?” Stop playing this game and treating me so shabby! It is over, I have moved on, and you must do the same.

Learning the lessons of life are so very difficult. We get in a rut and seem to repeat them over. I am not repeating this one again. I have gained the insight I need to say how I feel and what I need. I keep hearing “brave” from many of you. No, that is not me. I am really a chicken at heart, but this time with some distance between me and him, I believe I am healed. I am a new enriched person, a stronger woman, living a sane life far from the insanity of addicted personalities. Life is full of crazy people, but not here, not in my life anymore.

Another look at the full moon and then I retire to my comfy hard as a rock bed. Where ever you are, look out your window up at the moon and think about your life lessons. Are you working them, ignoring them, or maybe you have learned them. My advice is: Don’t get in a rut and keep repeating them!