My life changed. Huge. painful. change.
Actually had been coming for a year, that awful change. I knew it. I felt it. I ignored it.
Funny. Like death, you can never prepare.
So on that Saturday night, 3 years ago, what had died the year previous, ended. And my heart shattered. I have never been that devastated. Maybe it's true. The older we get, the harder we fall. We invest more so the loss is greater.
Three weeks later, I took my first solo trip to Kauai. It was one of the best things I have ever done.
Here I am, 3 years later. I have grown so much. Thankful I was able to pick of the pieces and move forward.
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Good for you for taking that first HUGE leap alone. You're a better woman than I am. Looks like we've both had a lot to recover from this past few years. My divorce was final three years ago this coming Sunday. I'm not over it, but I'm a damn sight better than I was, and at least now I *know* the day will come when I am over it once and for all. Cheers!!
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