Today for some reason, probably too much time on my hands, I spent some time thinking back through the last seven years. OMG did I live through a horrible, horrible time! I even ask myself "how the heck did you live like that?" Sometimes I forget because I'm so busy trying to go forward, but sometimes the pain jumps up and bites you in the ass! I'm OK, but it kind of knocked me for a loop when I went over that stuff. I guess I lived it because I had to, that's it. It was either tear my family apart or hang in there with every bit of strength I had. I did that, it didn't work and now it's on to the next step of my life, whatever that will be. I know the first year of separation is just getting through and setting the stage for something better. I'll just keep on doing what I'm doing and pray I'm on the right track!
