If someone had told me a year ago that I would buy a house that I love then have to sell it less than a year later, I would not have believed them. If someone had told me a year ago that my husband would involve himself with another woman, I would have laughed at them. If someone would have told me a year ago that I would reach devastatingly low points because of my husband’s betrayal, I would have never believed them. If someone had told me a year ago that I would have to ask my husband to leave our home and then I would have to file for divorce, two things that I never wanted to do, I would have thought they were crazy.
It is funny how we can be comfortable with our life and then everything changes in what feels like an instant. This past seven months have shown me that I am stronger than even I thought possible. It has also shown me that no one is worth the anguish I put myself through in order to preserve a marriage that it appears only one of us really wanted. It is hard to walk away from 32 years with the person you had every intention of being with for the rest of your life. However, sometimes walking away is the best thing to do when the other person has changed so dramatically that you realize you are no longer married to the person that you once knew and loved.
I am happy for the first time in a long time. If all goes as planned (fingers crossed), I will be in my new apartment a week from Thursday. It is close to the water – a place where I find the most serenity and calm. I have also some other new beginnings in my life that I will share in more detail when the time is right. Suffice to say, I am embracing this change with an open heart and an open mind. I am no longer afraid of being by myself and am committed to living my best life. I took this picture this morning and I finally see happiness and hope in my eyes.