I'd like to dedicate this post to my mother. She's the strongest person I know. She had a WH, became a WAS in the second marriage.

She is the rock that is helping me to find myself. She gave me the values and the morals which I chose to turn a blind eye to, but is there now to remind me who I really am.

Last night I put our son to sleep. My WW was passed our from the alcohol. She slept in the lounge so that I did not have to sleep in the same room as my WW. She is the apitomy of unconditional love.

Thank you God for great parents. I know that I will be one too.

Just cos things are going right, doesn't mean that they were always wrong.