Everyone I've met thus far in my life has played a part in my story. And while some have taken up chapters, most just scribbled notes in the margins. You are the one I want to grace all of the pages I have yet to write. In an instant, you changed my life.
I was an adventurous 22-year-old girl back in 1981, working a few jobs in Boston and going to school on and off, when one day I decided to join my older sister on a European backpacking adventure. And so off we went, set to travel for two months.
Hi, my name is Laura and I am single on Valentine's Day.
When I enter any store or public location, I am harassed and dazzled with hearts of pink and red and chocolate boxes and cards for people of all ages.
You can't undo the past. End the references to old fights. You will never make them better. You will most likely, never get that "I'm sorry" from your ex that you always wanted. You will never repair the marriage if it didn't repair when you tried to save it from divorce.
It's now been a year and a half and I am learning to trust myself. That has taken a lot of work on my part and I have cried many tears getting there as the fear of opening myself up to getting hurt again sometimes engulfs me.
Nahla, my beautiful pitbull rescue, has taught me more about love, happiness, and loyalty in the past year than my husband ever did. She is fiercely kind, comforting, and forgiving -- everything I could ever want in a spouse.
Betrayal leaves us at a fork in the road. We can choose to act in ways that either favor or impede personal growth: we can become stuck in a bad moment forever or we can put it behind us for good. We decide our path.