Before and After

It's been a long time since I've written on my blog.  Events in my life have pushed me into a turmoil of continual change since my sudden, unexpected separation in 2009.  I visualize my life as the before and the after.  Picturing life in this way is a symptom that I have gone through a traumatic event and that I have or I am suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder.

In fact, my separation was a traumatic event.  At the beginning, I used to write a lot, but suddenly I fell into a surviving state.  Unexpectedly, I came to realize that this was real.  There was no turning back .  It was like so much pain could not be sealed in the profound expression of my hurt feelings into this blog.

Yet, so much has gone by.  New jobs, new goals, new friends, new dreams, new challenges, new ways of doing things, new ways of managing things, new car, new house, new hobbies, new schools, new surgeries, new trips, new business trips, new ways of perceiving things, new ways of handling things..... and I could go on and on.  

I wish I could catch up fast, write and post pictures about every single significant event in my life that has gone by.  I guess I can start all over and face the reality of my new life.  I guess I can go on, and continue engraving every little memory that could later on mean a laughter, a tear, a moment of happiness, sadness, excitement, etc. in the life of those who read, enjoy, or identify themselves in any of my posts.