Divorce is like that – the sudden loss of the familiar horizon, the projected future I counted on, lived with as an anchor in my life. I cannot imagine, as hard as I try, that I will ever have another camping trip or holiday dinner, ever feel anything but disoriented, sad and unsteady. Fear becomes my constant companion as I look around and see nothing but the unfamiliar.
My mountains, I know they are waiting for me when I return home. In divorce, as my anchor relationship dissolves around me and the home I lived in is forever changed, it helps to remember that eventually, inevitably, my horizon will change, I will reorient and build a familiar world again.