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    <title>Unexpectedly Single</title>
    
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    <updated>2008-07-04T14:23:36-05:00</updated>
    <subtitle>Is it a beginning or an end, foe or friend?</subtitle>
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        <title>Independent, Interdependent or Codpendent?</title>
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        <published>2008-07-04T14:23:36-05:00</published>
        <updated>2008-07-04T14:23:36-05:00</updated>
        <summary>Happy Independence Day! This year I find I have mixed feelings concerning the idea of independence. I have been trust into the blessing and curse of unwanted marital independence. It is as though my wife sent me her own declaration, only not so eloquent or moral. She simultaneously threw off the 'tyranny' of our marriage and subjected me to the...</summary>
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            <name>John Mattox</name>
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&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Independence Day!&lt;br /&gt;This year I find I have mixed feelings concerning the idea of independence.&amp;nbsp; I have been trust into the blessing and curse of unwanted marital independence.&amp;nbsp; It is as though my wife sent me her own declaration, only not so eloquent or moral.&amp;nbsp; She simultaneously threw off the 'tyranny' of our marriage and subjected me to the tyranny of the divorce process where judges, laws, guidelines and settlements will tell me how to live and what I can do for perpetuity.&amp;nbsp; I want to be together, interdependent, which is, &amp;quot;a dynamic
of being mutually responsible to and sharing a common set of principles
with others.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;It seems however, that I am actually codependent with her.&amp;nbsp; In my quest to make sense of our broken union I learned that I was in many ways too emotionally dependent on her, addicted to her in a sense.&amp;nbsp; Her assessment of me mattered/matters? far to much to me.&amp;nbsp; I highly recommend &amp;quot;Love is a Choice&amp;quot; one of the books in the carousel to the right.&amp;nbsp; It is a great resource for letting go of unhealthy relationships and attachments.&lt;br /&gt;That said, despite all the anger and sorrow, I miss her.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to spend this or any other holidays separate.&amp;nbsp; I guess it will take more time for me to let go and move on.&amp;nbsp; I will move on, but not today.&amp;nbsp; Today I will indulge myself in missing her with her great smile, beautiful hair, near perfect body, loving eyes and ability to light up a room.&amp;nbsp; I digress.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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        <title>An Island of Beauty in Times of Chaos</title>
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        <id>tag:typepad.com,2003:post-52017858</id>
        <published>2008-06-28T22:20:06-05:00</published>
        <updated>2008-06-28T22:20:06-05:00</updated>
        <summary>I found this CD in a portable radio I borrowed right around the time my wife left. It truly has been an refuge for me. Each track expresses another facet of my journey with more dimension and fullness than I can find words for. I highly recommend it. Click here to listen or buy the CD</summary>
        <author>
            <name>John Mattox</name>
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I found this CD in a portable radio I borrowed right around the time my wife left.&amp;nbsp; It truly has been an refuge for me.&amp;nbsp; Each track expresses another facet of my journey with more dimension and fullness than I can find words for.&amp;nbsp; I highly recommend it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forerunnermediagroup.com/Group/Group.aspx?ID=1000003501"&gt;Click here to listen or buy the CD&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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    <entry>
        <title>Living Fully</title>
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        <published>2008-06-26T23:37:41-05:00</published>
        <updated>2008-06-26T23:37:41-05:00</updated>
        <summary>Sometimes I am full of a sense of gratitude for being alive, to have lived and have yet more days to do so. I also find myself occasionally tempted to feel despair over my existence, to wish I wasn't. Its strange to live in a state of such profound emotional contradiction. But today, for myself and before the world, I...</summary>
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            <name>John Mattox</name>
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&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Sometimes I am full of a sense of
gratitude for being alive, to have lived and have yet more days to do
so.&amp;nbsp; I also find myself occasionally tempted to feel despair over my
existence, to wish I wasn't.&amp;nbsp; Its strange to live in a state of such
profound emotional contradiction.&amp;nbsp; But today, for myself and before
the world,&amp;nbsp; I say I am glad to be alive, to exist and live on.&amp;nbsp; I
refuse to look back and fantasize about what changes I would make. 
The fact is, I have lived.&amp;nbsp; I have been a boy experiencing everything
for the first time with wonder and zeal, I have been in love, I have
been loved by many, I have been betrayed and abandoned, I have
succeeded beautifully and failed fantastically, I have been in
control and I have been addicted, I have made love to an amazingly
beautiful woman, I have stood atop great mountains, I have been
captivated in transcendent worship, I have been lonely, I have lied
and been lied to, I have watched my son being born and held him in my
arms, I have also watched my son hurt, I have been a husband, I have
gained friends and lost others,&amp;nbsp; I have been overcome by beauty in
nature, I have profited greatly on homes and been foreclosed on, I
have been the pastor and the pagan, I have owned a business and I
have been the grunt, I have been blessed and felt cursed, I have know
the sting of poverty and the feeling of wealth, I have watched loved
ones die, I have been honored and I have been humiliated, I have been
proud and I have been ashamed, I have graduated and I have dropped
out.&amp;nbsp; I have casted vision and been lost.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I HAVE LIVED!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I have another 50 years to do so.&amp;nbsp; Not
only have I lived, I will live, I will thrive.&amp;nbsp; I say to fate, God,
chance or whatever, &lt;u&gt;if this is what life is, I'll take all of it I
can get!&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp; Bring on the good and the bad.&amp;nbsp; All of it is life, the
fabric of my vibrant existence.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Perspective is a powerful thing.&amp;nbsp; We
each must choose who we are going to be, our relationship to this
world we are in.&amp;nbsp; Am I divorced? Yes.&amp;nbsp; Is it tragic? Yes.&amp;nbsp; Those
facts simply do not encompass my story, where I have been, or who I
am.&amp;nbsp; Do not let your abandonment/divorce skew your perspective on
life or more importantly, on yourself.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The sun will rise tomorrow, you can
survive.&amp;nbsp; You can even thrive.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;JDM&lt;/p&gt; 
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    <entry>
        <title>In the Downpour</title>
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        <published>2008-06-24T02:45:31-05:00</published>
        <updated>2008-06-24T02:45:31-05:00</updated>
        <summary />
        <author>
            <name>John Mattox</name>
        </author>
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Divorce" />
        
        
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        <title>New Day New Dawn</title>
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        <published>2008-06-23T19:52:19-05:00</published>
        <updated>2008-06-23T19:52:19-05:00</updated>
        <summary>New Day New Dawn New day, new dawn light takes shape come reveal decisions we make Will two or one light make real Love and family death does steal Small deaths, new life each day brings to this living beating thing In pain and hope my heart breaks with yearning and sorrow I do wait Youthful vows we did break...</summary>
        <author>
            <name>John Mattox</name>
        </author>
        <category scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" term="Poetry" />
        
        
<content type="html" xml:lang="en-US" xml:base="http://unexpectedlysingle.typepad.com/us/">&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;New Day New Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xD;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;New day, new dawn light takes shape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;come reveal decisions we make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will two or one light make real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love and family death does steal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xD;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Small deaths, new life each day brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to this living beating thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In pain and hope my heart breaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;with yearning and sorrow I do wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xD;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Youthful vows we did break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So much did infidelity take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cannot he who conquered the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;this love of ours fully save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xD;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;His solid goodness, my shaky trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to use as little pain as he must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To make us whole, to breath new life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to bring living union to husband and wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xD;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Faith hope and love these remain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;established through our pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Becoming one two no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;well live a love that keeps no score&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xD;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Living hearts two as one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;depending daily on the Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Learning more, forgiving longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;everyday becoming stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xD;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Growing old together, chairs to the west&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;having survived these days of angst and test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Daily in his hand and through his might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;well reach green grass currently out of sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xD;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then one day as dawn breaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the beauty, our breath, it will take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our love anew, never stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;pain and regret remembered no longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xD;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;JDM&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Be kind its my first :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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