A long journey...

As some of you may know, I've been on a long journey the last 5+ months. Short version: my husband left me. And I tell you what, I am much stronger than I ever thought possible. It's been a tough road, the first two months I told no one any of it. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep. I was not functioning. I was existing, and not living. In June I finally told my parents and my friends here in Louisville, but a lot of my family and some of my friends out of state do not know but I'm starting to get more open with it. I hope that anyone and everyone, whether I know them or not, can learn something from my situation. This first blog was not meant to be so depressing, but I had to give some background on myself and I gave the shortest, kindest version of it. The G-rated version. But my life is turning around for the most part. I am so thankful for a great group of friends and my parents, I am so fortunate. I believe that things happen for a reason, and with that I believe that things can only get better.