a year after that low point for me, I once again feel joy. I once again like myself, I am once again a good mother. I am divorced and I didn't want to be, and my financial status will probably never be comfortable. but I have a life again, and I am making it and finding reasons to get up in the morning where I least expected them. and I know myself, and I accept that I am not perfect but I am pretty dang okay. it does get better, I promise you that. the only way out of this pit is through it--that's a truth you'll hear from everyone who's been here. and the other side is infinitely more beautiful than anything you can imagine tonite.
Thank you Hoosier. I will try to hang on to the hope that the other side will be better. I am giving my pain to God tonight for in Him I shall find comfort.
Me: 39 H: 39 S: 15 M: 18 years Bomb: 6/3/09 H moved out: 10/15/09 H moved back:5/30/10
