I've been over the break-up of my marriage so many times I've lost count. Over means over--until that feeling is over. And then there you are again. In it.
When I found out that the Someone intended to terminate (in fact had terminated) my alimony at the end of 2020, I dropped into feeling it all again. Add in a pandemic, a quarantine, and a recent interest in all things book arts--and here you have it. One collage for every year spent with someone I never really knew.
These individual collages are not meant to each sum up a particular year, but simply reflect my thoughts and feelings in the moment of making them.
And of course, “These are works made of paper. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental.” I might add that life often feels as fragile as paper and seems quite dependent on coincidence.
In a day or two I hope to sign the official paper that says I expect no more alimony. It turns out that the Someone is not only completely retired, he's in ill-health.
As this final collage of the series reflects, I'm ready to move on.
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| Light a Candle and Move On |
