8 years ago yesterday I finished walking in my 1 and only Breast Cancer 3 day walk.  3 days of hanging with a couple of old friends and meeting new friends.  Giving my time, energy and money to support a cause that was much bigger than me.

8 years ago today, shit hit the fan.  It is the day that my ex-husband and I broke up.  The day that I saw the life we had built come crumbling down.  Breaking my heart, messing with my mind and shifting the direction of my life.

8 years ago tomorrow, I turned 30.  My birthday always brings memories of those days back in 2010.  Even if I wasn’t crazy about numbers and dates, I would easily remember as they were the days leading up to my birthday.  The birthday I didn’t celebrate because I could barely get out of bed.  The birthday when I gave birthday presents back because  it was too hard to even look at them.

In the 8 years that would follow a lot would happen.  A heart would mend, a woman would stand tall, kick ass and get remarried, a broken family would find their way together into a beautiful blended/co-parenting situation.

8 years later, I woke up next to my husband of 6 1/2 years.  8 years later I have a big family with lots of kids, 6 to be exact, just like I always wanted.  8 years later I am sitting in my bedroom, in my house getting ready to start the day in this life that was built with strength, hope and love.

8 years!

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Published by Making Time For Me

Wife, Mother, Step Mom, Control Freak. 7 years into my second marriage and dedicated to making my home a chemical free safe haven <3

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