There’s been a resurgence of financial dealings with ex. Admittedly, they are triggering! As far as I’m concerned, we still have unfinished business and all is not copacetic. In our most recent email exchange about belated spousal support, I asked him appropriately and in a benign manner if he would schedule the checks via USPS to be sent earlier so I would get them by the first of the month when my mortgage payment is due. (Of course, Zelle and Venmo transfers were out of the question. He simply wasn’t going to tend to this as a monthly task.) His snarly response was a bit shocking; most definitely off-putting in his refusal and corroboration of unfinished business. Surprisingly, instead of getting angry, I started roaring with laughter at his absurdity as if he was the “poor” victim. Then, the words, oh my goodness, popped into my head followed by a vision of my artwork. I forwarded it to him with the caption, “I turned injustice into art”.
In essence, creating art out of my passion for justice is transcendent, and I will continue my quest for beauty and balance no matter what the situation is.
