Changes

My life is a transition. Separated from my husband, new home, new school for my son, new daycare for daughter - a whole new way of life really. While I'm where I want to be I feel myself grieving for what could have been, should have been. A necessary step I've been told.

This week I'll celebrate Thanksgiving with my mother and my uncle. My children will be with their father. It will be my first Thanksgiving without them since Eric was born 7 years ago. It will be the first Thanksgiving I haven't hosted in almost as many years.

And so it begins... a new life where I do not have to settle for a loveless marriage and an absent partner. A life where I can be the person I'm meant to be and my children can grow up in a home that is safe and warm and full of love. A life that will be all it should be.