I'm glad I didn't know that it might take a year to move from the shock of the final betrayal, the beginning of the end of 26 years, and through the divorce process and close to the point of beginning my new life. I know it could be worse, I've heard the stories of folks who have gone through worse for a longer peroid of time. I have much to be glad for and I am. I am not bitter. I am not quite completely spent either. But it has been a trial for me. I am not the same person I was a year ago. I hope that my energy comes back. I hope that my joy in things I use to love comes back. I think it will once all the details are settled. And I have some truely wonderful friends who cheer me everyday!
I am 50 years young and not too old for this new beginning. I have picked out a home and property that would suite my new start just fine. I am close to knowing if I can swing it ( or rather if the bank agrees when I tell them I can).
I have managed to keep the horses, and the dogs and a few chickens. And they've all managed to stay healthy (knock on wood--praise God ect.) I think the horses believe they are officially retired to a life of leisure now though. I didn't lose my job. My old car is still running. I didn't quite lose my mind. My health is good.I think it's all gonna be ok. I will be back to working on the blog and keeping updated on this journey in motion-- soon.
Tomorrow I take back my maiden name. The name I had when I was such a dreamer. When all things were possible.