Different Kinds of Love

Two of my post divorce relationship exes are currently on my radar. I cared deeply for each of these men. Both relationships unfolded in similar ways.

It has been the story of my life to tether myself to people who simultaneously with one hand motion me to come closer and with the other, motion for me to stop or back up.

Today,  an inbound stream of sweet texts  tempted me to engage. I resisted. Until….he said

“i miss you like crazy”.

I paused….and with total love in my heart was able to respond:

“I miss you too, but I do not miss confusion”.

What a miracle. It felt clean, wholesome, loving, & honest….even a little badass….so much better than telling him about himself.  I am surrendering my job as giver of enlightenment.

We all just get to be who we are. And be honest about what works. Right?

Much Love,
Magda Gee

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What We Model for Our Children…

“In the midst of divorce, now, more than ever, my children look to me. They look to me to see how merciful and generous I am in good times. They look to me to see how strong and faithful I am in bad times. They watch, they listen, and they model. Years from now I want my children to remember a childhood lived well, with a mother who was loving, consistent, devoted, funny, disciplined, playful, and totally present and emotionally available. ”

By: Kristin Armstrong: A Work in Progress

Absolute authenticity…Absolute WBA

Addendum 11/17/16-On a rather unfortunate note:  my sister perseveres in her relationship with my ex-husband which has resulted in tension for us as co-parents. This has also divided extended family as she seeks support for her cause.  She is a perfectionist who may be crushed to one day find that she might see from her daughters what she has modeled  for them(unless they know it is bullshit).  Pretty sure this breaks every girl and family code across all cultures.

It is a miracle that I do not tell her about herself.  In doing so I would only compromise myself.  And yet I fantasize daily of telling her.  That would be more assy and unwholesome than I care to be.  Plus, I think she knows.

 

Much Love,
Magda Gee

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