I had a random thought that I should journal all the crap I’ve been going through these last few months. My husband of 9 years (we’ve been together 13) and I separated in September 2014 and have two little ones. I’ve found myself immersed in some of deepest depths of grief I’ve ever experienced in my life and am sincerely hopeful that chronicling my journey will lead me to heal. Each day I live through this, I go through a raw, new emotion and gain new perspective on things. It’s a tough thing to go through when you have to put on a brave face for your kids and show the world you haven’t been defeated. It’s also quite a challenge to find yourself after you’ve pretty much identified yourself as someone’s wife and mother for years. So, here I am. I’m no internet expert, not a social media gal, and am certainly not busy after the kids go to bed. It’s a lonely time. It’d be nice to be able to connect with others going through a similar situation and maybe one day be able to console someone by showing that I was able to get through a divorce successfully.
Much peace and love. Con mucho paz y cariño.