I guess I mean that in the present moment of heartache and complete devestation....your world falling apart all around you...the husband you thought to always be faithful...the house that is your home that you had no intention of ever living elsewhere...your child, whom you never thought they would have to experience a broken home...all happens with the break-up of a family. Never in my entire life (and, I suppose *who* ever intends or plans on a broken family) had I thought divorce would ever be in my lifeline. Now, almost five years after the divorce of our family, I know without a shadow of a doubt that the man that I married; the father of my child...is NOT the man for me. He is wildly intelligent and has an absolute love of learning but he has no concept on what it means to actually love someone. My heart goes out to my daughter who never gets to truly spend time with her dad and experience something to create a memory. He will forever be a learner of all things but his relationship skills, especially those he remains close to, will not make the cut with him. Anyway...
My point is, is that it's almost been five years since our divorce. I'm fine today. I'm in love with Keith and I'm so excited about our future together. Does it make me sad that my first marriage failed? Of course. But, today -- he's not my person. And, I'm thankful for that. For knowing that. For being bigger and better than having my ex-husband holding me back.
More later. ♥ Heather
