Today is the 11th anniversary of the day I took my first step into a new life. I had no idea at the time how much my life would change, but all I knew is that I wasn’t happy and I was searching.
Eleven years ago today I met my now husband for lunch. It was I who reached out to him a few days beforehand. And he was no stranger to me. In fact, he was my college sweetheart.
We had had a torrid love affair back in the late 70s. I say torrid because it was the kind that you read about in novels, the kind that comes around once in a lifetime, if you’re lucky.
Unfortunately, things happened that were not repairable in the relationship at the time so I decided to move on. Looking back, I know that I forced my brain to move on and was quite successful at that, but my heart, which you have much less control over, never really did.
But I let my brain lead. And I found love again, married and had 2 daughters. I built a successful career, had a beautiful home, wonderful,...