There would be no cameras nor media standing by to snap a picture and interview her when she finished.
No award ceremony, no playing of the national anthem and most certainly no crowds waving flags and Bristol board signs in the air with her name scrawled in magic marker and embellished with silver and gold glitter.
When she finished she’d be alone with her thoughts and a sinking feeling that no matter how many times she assured herself that glamour and glitz was completely overrated, she still yearned for the spotlight.
They don’t give awards for my event, she reminded herself, tossing a black plastic bag stuffed with the remnants of her life into the back of her ex husband’s pickup truck.
No, it may be a victory to her, but few really cared that this would be the last time her ex husband made a fool of her.
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Angie Richmond 
So poignant…those private personal victories could be the most important achievement of our lives! I love how this piece celebrates a quiet, but huge step, Angie!
Thanks Lisa! No idea where the idea came from but it turned out well 🙂
Relationship victory – can’t quite tell how the personal strength was gained and I’m wondering if there was some dastardly deeds that went into changing him to her ‘ex’ husband!
Really enjoyed it, Angie!!
Oh you can be sure she was not taking his truck with any sort of consent 😉 thanks Jo-Anne
A real victory when you face up to what you have to do. Nice one!
Sometimes those are the best victories, thanks for stopping by!
I quite enjoy those personal, secret victories where the only celebration is the one that happens in your own mind, which no one knows about. They somehow seem to be the most significant victories to me. A beautiful reminder of this fact!
Glad you enjoyed 🙂
I really love your take on this, Angie! It’s full of heart. Those small, private victories are often the biggest in our lives. Nicely done 🙂
Thanks Lillie! I agree with you too, small victories are often the most important.