There are certain days it seems when all the hurt and anguish that we thought was already behind us comes pouring back in to play.
I feel like I have begun to learn that those days are out of our control. They do not reflect on our personal strength nor on our satisfaction with our current life. They just are.
The unexpected abandonment and betrayal by the one we once pledged our life and love to, particularly when years have been involved, is one of the most traumatic experiences that anyone will ever face. I can only think of one or two things that would be worse. The devastation that was brought in to our lives thru their actions was enormous.
That we can be here today writing about happy moments at all is nothing short of miraculous and a clear sign that we are strong, vibrant human beings.
You are still, and always have been, an amazing and caring mother.
The actions of a sick man do absolutely nothing to change that.
The beauty of our lives today is that we no longer have to allow those people to contribute in any way to our sense of self.
Happy Mothers Day.
Your children love and adore you.
Blessings,
Bill
"Don't tell me the sky is the limit when there are footprints on the moon."
