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Square peg in a Round hole

I don’t remember when I first heard that phrase but I knew immediately it described me. And now many, many years later nothing has changed.

I’ve done my best to squeeze myself into a round hole and almost always it didn’t work. And more importantly it left me bruised and battered. Now at 57, I wonder if I’ll find a place where I fit.

I thought I had found my forever home. My ex and I lived in a Dallas suburb from 1986 to 2013 when we divorced. I had even started thinking about buying burial plots. The divorce forced me to leave. I couldn’t afford it.

Moving around as a kid, having an extremely small family I didn’t have a connection to a particular place, a place which felt like home. It broke my heart to leave Flower Mound. 

My heart is seeking a place to call home, a place where I belong.

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I am always learning something new about life. My life is made richer by friends, family, travel, experiences and books.

One thought on “Square peg in a Round hole

  1. I’ve felt like a square peg, too, and I’ve learned there are square holes. But there’s also a lot of pain in not feeling accepted, a lot of hurt that doesn’t go away. I tire of being the one to make things work. I pray for peace for you.

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