I looked back the other day at my first post about the "Big D"...my admission to the world that it was happening. I can remember so vividly typing those words. It felt like my world was ending. I think I sobbed the whole way through the words I typed.
A year later, I'm still alive. In limbo, but alive. After jumping through a million hoops, I'm living in my hometown, that I never knew just how much I loved. Family and friend support has been incredible...THANK Y'ALL!
With all the changes, one thing hasn't changed. The Lord is still my refuge. He has enabled me to walk calmly through an unbelievable storm. I, myself, can't even believe the composure he's given me. Thank you, Father, for that. I surely don't deserve the love He shows me every day.
I'm most thankful that through it all, Coop's dad and I have maintained a friendship. We are able to talk, make decisions together, share funny Cooper stories, meet for lunch with Cooper, and we're on the same page (most days:) about how he should and shouldn't be raised. So many people hate each others guts after a divorce. I'm so, so glad we don't.
Most people wouldn't consider me lucky. I don't always. While life didn't work out exactly as planned, it's still a good life. A real good life.
I'm sorry you've had to go through such a hard year. They say that everything happens for a reason though, and I'm sure you've become such a strong woman out of all the negative that has gone on! You seem like such a great mother and really that's all that matters! My mom was a single parent my entire life...it wasn't always easy, but I wouldn't have had it any other way. Your son will appreciate you so much for all you did for him, when he gets older!
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