Next, I think that I am getting to the point where I nolonger fear being alone. I know that I will always have my girls and have the ability to control my own happiness. I do fear what growing up in a broken home is going to do to my girls. That is a painful thought for me. I can easily get depressed if I let my mind go there. I have had to put my dreams aside and cannot think about anything except the here and now. I am doing my best to love my W unconditionally. She is still in the house, who knows for how much longer, so I try to do things for her without doing things for her. I hope that makes sense.
