18 Weeks

In the past 18 weeks, I have...

• lost my husband
• learned about compassion and betrayal
• discovered that I'm a much stronger person that I ever gave myself credit for
• bought a house
• learned that I can be independent and yet still ask, and rely on, others for help
• been reminded that my family will always be there for me regardless of how hard I try to push them away
• taken a lover and then somehow found the strength to let him go and simply be his friend
• learned that I can love again, and even trust again, in spite of the hurtful act that was committed against me by the person I believed I could trust more than anyone else in the world
• met my husband's mistress and was calm and friendly, for the sake of my children
• played nurse to my son while he suffered from pneumonia and dehydration
• fought for my son's health when the doctors at the hospital would not believe he really was a very sick little boy
• stayed with my son in the hospital for several days and many scary moments while he recovered from his illness
• spent four sweet days at home with BB after he was released from the hospital, doing nothing but colouring and drawing at the kitchen table
• given birth to an amazing baby girl who is currently curled up naked on my bare chest.

Life is good. Life is sweet. Life takes unexpected turns sometimes and I need to find a way to embrace them. I often need to remind myself of this, but I do believe it.