It’s been many months since I’ve had the desire to write anything at all. It’s been the most emotionally tumultuous time of my entire life to be sure. Three family deaths, a divorce, moving, friends coming and going, possibilities gained and lost. Above all, an evolution of self that has lifted me up and drug me down; now has me on solid footing with the sun on my face.

I am still here, battered but still alive, bitch-slapped but still smiling. Through all my mistakes, my pain, fear and gut wrenching agony, I am a stronger person, a more independent person.

Wherever I choose to travel and whichever path I choose to take, I am learning to never look back, to only look forward and to appreciate every joy life has to offer.

I AM HERE!!

Today’s Day of Truth touches on the same nerve as day eight.

Day 14: A Hero Who Has Let You Down
The same person who made my life a living hell was once my hero. It was this person who showed me in the worst way possible that humans are fallible. Every single person has a part of them capable of causing pain, disappointment and anger.

From my rude awakening to adulthood, I have tried diligently to never place anyone on a pedestal. From my husband, my coworkers, my friend or my family, I attempt to view everyone equally. The raw truth is that we all fuck up. We all make mistakes and we all muck through this life trying to live the best life we know how.

While the scars of my hero’s tumble from lofty heights will forever be on my heart, it has been the most honest method of education I’ve ever had.

We are neither heroes nor villains – we are simply people.

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Tomorrow is my 9th wedding anniversary, which makes this post exceptionally easy to write.

Day 13: Someone you cannot live without, because you’ve tried living without them

At eighteen years old, I was a sheltered home-schooled hermit, barely exposed to the world. A wonderful boy stepped into my life who swept me into a whirlwind of knowledge, of love and of adventure. In the last twelve years we have certainly had our ups and downs, our crazy moments and our bouts of anger, but I would not trade a single moment with him for a lifetime with anyone else.

Early in our relationship, I made a few immature and destructive choices that severed ties with my then fiancee. Through trial by fire, I found my way back to him, thanks to much patience and diligence on his part.

While I know that I could survive, that I could be OK without my relationship, the immense pain it causes me to even think about being without my love is more than I even want to bear.

Love is not a feeling. It is a commitment – a driving force to make yourself better not only for you, but for the union you have created.

To my lover – you will never know how much your sacrifices and determination have meant to me. I will always try to be your rock, your motivator and your love.

I will forever be yours – imperfections and all. You will always be my left wing.

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