There is no room for resentment, Matilda. That little destructive emotion reared its head for me last night and I made myself just blow it away.
You've been through a lot and now it's time to gather the boards for the bridge to the rest of your lives together. Pitch the crappy ones over the side, make sure the ones of forgiveness and trust and love are all straight and strong. That's your foundation. The planks are the good things you want; the pegs and ropes are your hopes and committment.
Push your sleeves up and have fun building.
Another little mantra: I'd rather be happy than right.
