I have officially held the title of single parent for twice the amount of time I was a married mom. It has not been easy. Or simple. Or all bliss. But I love the family I've made, the home we've created and the kind of mother I am always becoming.
If you've ever been through a divorce or bad breakup involving kids, you're way ahead in this situation, but if not, and you're like most people, you won't have the first clue what to say ("I'm sorry?" "Congratulations?").
The most incredible things that I have witnessed through my kids eyes have been in the past year, since I separated from their dad. And that's because now I can fully enjoy being a mom on a mission doing and enjoying every journey we take.
One day in September 2000, I sat down and penned a letter to my then-7-year-old daughter. When I was finished filling two pages of lined paper, I sealed them in an envelope upon which I wrote, "For Hannah -- to be opened only in the event of my death."