So here I am,…starting over. At twenty eight years of age, single, and not quiet sure of myself. At this stage of my life I don’t think I thought I would be starting over. But then again how many Barnes and Nobles books start that way in the self-help section. So at twenty eight, and three beautiful children,… I am starting over….wow it’s hard to say that. Things I wish I would have done differently, gone to bible college,….but then again maybe it would be exactly the same. I loved him, I love him that’s the honest truth. Anything worth trying for or getting, is worth the fight,..except the thing is, I think the person who wrote that was a woman, and I’m pretty sure she was in the middle of a break-up,….in fact I know she was. Women only make up that stuff to make it seems phlisophical and right when we are going through hell and back.
There are many questions I could deliberate, but I don’t have it in me today. This morning I will just enjoy my coffeee and the fact that maybe just maybe at the end of the day there is a happily ever after,…it’s just something we have to fight for,….lol…