I think for the first day in a year, I really have nothing to say. As I came home tonight I tried to think of what I would write about, but it seems that my life has suddenly become boring again. And I am loving it. I forgot how good it feels to be boring.
I am feeling blessed with what I do have and with all the love and support that is surrounding me. I don't know if there has been another time when I have felt so loved, appreciated and cared for. It truly is an awesome feeling.
I am coming up on the last week in the house. And this time I think it's for good. And I am OK with that and really looking forward to the move. I realized that this is the first time that I will truly have a place of my own. Before it was either my ex husband or Laura that I lived with and shared a home. Even in the 4 years between my ex-husband and Laura my parents were there and kind of controlled what I did and didn't do, so I really wasn't on my own.
Even though I am coming to this feeling a little later then most, I suddenly feel all grown up.