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Saving Grace

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On a sunny spring-like Saturday, when the air felt warm on my cheeks for the first time in months, I wondered downtown and wound up meadering through my favorite used bookstore.

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I picked up a book and sat just out of the way into an alcove, I put my feet up and started to read. In that moment I forgot where I  was, or if it was permissable. I read a few pages and soon tears were running down my face. You see, the character,  a female was being abused, then she was happy that the person who abused her was dead. She did alot of praying…
Soon I became intrigued, then I was smiling, and laughing, positively enjoying the words, the characters, and the story. Oh, how I lost myself into that story . I felt a hand on my shoulder, I looked up and a very charming lady in the trappings of a victorian era said ” we are closing Miss” it was then that I realized I had been in that alcove for 4 hours reading. I gave a nervous laugh, I thanked her for her curtesy, purchased the book and left.
The book was Saving Grace by Julie Garwood, nothing exeptional, just an historical romantic novel about the Highlands, warriors, cruelty, governments and people. Beautiful, funny characters. They were my saving grace, you see it was May 2, 2015. It may not matter to you the day but it mattered to me. Just 4 days earlier my world as I knew fell apart. That world will never be part of me again, all that I knew was gone and I was stranded in a sea of sorrow. It had all fallen apart. For two days I had wrapped myself in my favorite blanket and buried myself in my bed. I was oblivious of all around me. I slept, I awoke, and then slept again.
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When I awoke, I showered, had breakfast and decided that I no longer will I  be a slave to the norm, to what is expected of me. I was going to re-sculpure myself, my life, my thoughts. 
The next day being Saturday I ventured on. To my Saving Grace.

18 thoughts on “Saving Grace”

  5. Wow. A stunningly beautiful and uplifting post about courage and resilience. I wish you the best on your healing journey. You’ve made a profound choice to live your life according to your standards and that is a huge step. ❤

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  9. “I no longer will I be a slave to the norm, to what is expected of me. I was going to re-sculpure myself, my life, my thoughts.” I love this, so raw, so real…I wish you continued courage in your re-sculpturing listen to your inner voice…it’s always right!! Thanks for sharing…

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  12. This part is so prime:

    When I awoke, I showered, had breakfast and decided that I no longer will I be a slave to the norm, to what is expected of me. I was going to re-sculpure myself, my life, my thoughts.
    The next day being Saturday I ventured on. To my Saving Grace.

    Thanks this is one of my favorite posts by you so far.

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