It's so strange that a year ago I was mourning the loss of my mother, in a crisis of abandonment and betrayal and struggling to make it through each day due to anxiety and depression. A year later I am homeless, no longer have custody of my oldest son and yet I feel at peace. I know that Rowan is doing great with his father and girlfriend. We've reconnected with old friends and it feels like we're finally taking the right steps to go in the right direction. I see how depressing that these things may seem until you flip it to the right side.
We're so blessed. I am blessed. With a loving, passionate marriage, beautiful family, amazing friends, and all I can think about is that I want to share the hope that we've been given with kind words and actions. Well, good night world. See ya' later!
