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Starting Over

My old blog was my past. This will be my present and my future. I'm starting my life over again. It's a new me with a new attitude. From here on out, I decide what my life will be about. So...let the journey begin.

I'm recently divorced, mother of two. My life has taken turns that I never imagined possible. I found courage and strength that I never knew existed in me.

The first step in my life was to removed those who did not have some type of positive influence or encouragement. Eliminating negavitity is important to me. I've never thought of myself as a negative person and I don't like those influences in my life. I try my best to look at the positive aspect, to be encouraging whenever possible and that's what I need in my life right now.

My second step is to find me. That might seem odd to some people. You might ask "Where did you go?" and I thought the same thing. I'm on this self discovery mission to find my likes, dislikes and what direction I'd like my life to go. I will always have God by my side in this journey. Meeting new people, taking on new adventures and finding my love growing deeper and deeper in my children, who matter most to me.

I hope you will go along with me in this wonderful journey. I can't wait to see where this path leads... <3

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. -Robert Frost

Comments

  1. Jumping on the bandwagon and riding this out with ya girl!

    You are an amazing woman. A beautiful woman with such a generous and loving heart. You are the most amazing mom (besides myself, ha!!) and have the most amazing kids that will be forever grateful for everything you are to them!

    I love you. Let the journey begin!

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  2. After divorce, it's so natural to question who you are, and to find that out! Good luck with your new journey. I'll be rooting for you all the way.

    Love the Robert Frost poem. I had to memorize it when I was in 4th grade. ;-)

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  3. Thank you both! It was one of my favorites when I was younger and it seemed quite fitting. Love you guys! <3

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