I’m actually writing this post from Bermuda. I thought I would continue posting stories when I returned to Canada but as it turns out, I did not. Why? Who knows… busy starting a new job, busy being a new grandmother, busy not being so damn lonely as I was in Bermuda but lonely in a different way?
It’s almost 16 months since I left Bermuda on November 6, 2022. So much has happened, which I hope to go back and fill in. For now, I will post something about being here in Bermuda.
This is not my first trip back. I came back for a long weekend in April 2023. Came to visit my… what shall I call him… my ‘boo’ as they say in Bermuda. This time I’m staying with him for 2 weeks. My long distance partner. That developed since leaving the island. Go figure! Finally have a partner in Bermuda after I leave!! Another good story.
My reason for thinking to post something today is this… I feel strong! I wanted to write to remind myself of that. While a lot of my time in Bermuda was difficult, I am thankful for it. It facilitated my return from ruin. When my ex left, I felt ruined, not only that I would never be happy but that I would never even be OK. Today, riding my rented scooter ‘home’ from breakfast with a friend, I thought about how strong I am.
While in Bermuda, I met a special man who I am with today. While in Bermuda I saved enough to allow me to purchase my own house! And, not only am I ‘OK’, I am usually content and often happy. I wouldn’t have predicted any of this 10 years ago when I came here for the first time.
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