Home Is Where The Heart Is
April Six Word Photo Story Challenge: “Reflect”
Reflecting on hard work and perseverance.
Next month will be my one-year growth-a-versary.
After three years of dissolving my marriage while living with my parents, I managed to not only survive — but thrive.
If you interviewed me on day one of my divorce, I was numb from the pain and too discombobulated to form a cohesive sentence.
The kids and I have been through a lot (gigantic understatement), and I can finally say that I see the “silver lining” everyone mentions in hard times.
It’s awful when a home breaks; it still knocks the wind out of me when I describe what dividing your household, including your kids, feels like.
I wouldn’t wish it on Satan himself.
When I picked up my apartment key last year, I was as happy as I was on my wedding day — in a very different way. One of the first things I bought after I moved out was the doormat you see above.
Like relationships, if left out in the rain, many things become brittle and eventually break.
My marital home, full of memories, and my kids meant everything to me. However, my kids and I prove you can rebuild…
