Today marks the first Mother's Day in two years where there's no fear, anger or hostility looming in the air around this house.
This Mother's Day my family is whole again. My H and I have come so far that it's difficult today to believe that we both spent 2001-2003 living a self created hell. We both look back at who we were back during those years and realize we'd both become pretty awful people. I choose one way to deal with MY unhappiness and my H choose his. I'm actually at the point where it's difficult for me to say that HIS choices were more damaging or 'wrong' than my own. We both share the blame for the destruction of our M and fortunately we are both sharing in the repair of all the damage.
So THIS Mothers Day, I'm celebrating the Re-Birth of our lives together. We've come so far and learned so much...that the "labor" of this re-birth will someday be just a another memory and lesson learned. T2
