It's the little things....

Those of you that have read this blog for years have watched it evolve and change.  I used to talk more about photography & food and not so much personal, unless I was talking about the boys baseball games or Teresa's college.  Well, times have changed haven't they?  I like the direction the blog has gone and the direction my life has taken as well.  Three years ago, if you would have told me I was going to be married to a man that was unfaithful & due to that unfaithfulness was the result of a child-I would have thought you were kidding, or playing the cruelest joke on me.

But here we are.  Living the life that we live.  I have not really come right out and said those words each time I blog, but the intent is always there-that if you know me, you know my struggle.  And if you don't know me, well maybe you can just relate to the pain and disappointment of someone who's wronged you or a struggle you're going through yourself that isn't related at all.

When I was dealing with this situation head on, I researched a lot-searching for information on how to cope or how to deal with the husband, the child & the other woman.  It was hard to find anything "real" out there, aside from old articles from Cosmo, which wasn't what I was searching for. I was searching for real hard information, how you did it type of thing-not how you "think" you'd deal with it.  I have even joked to my husband about writing a book about the situation-because maybe it would help someone out there going through what I did &what I am-who just feels so lost & alone-like I did and like I do sometimes.

Yesterday, for example a friend on Facebook-someone I have never met in person-but know through Facebook and mutual friends emailed me saying they had read part of my blog posts and they wanted to thank me for the things I wrote & the things I said because she was going through something, not the same but similar and she was so thankful for what she wrote & how it was just what she needed.  I have to tell you, that just made my day & really solidified the fact that I am on the right path, not only in my marriage but in my writings.  I have started that book, and it is growing and manifesting itself as a true testament of my strength, loyalty and hell, my life.  It's not often that I say this, but I am proud of myself.  I am proud of who I am becoming.  I am sorry if that sounds vain, but hell-shouldn't we be proud of ourselves & our lives?



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