We are amazing. Amazing how we adjust and come together as Families, Partners and Friends. With each a past with a stone or boulder set in our way to navigate over or around.
My Children lost their Father when the oldest was 10 and my twins just turned 6. I last “saw” my Birth Mom when I was 3 days old. Was this a root we lost , or just a restructuring of how our tree would be just a bit different, our way, not traditional.
When faced with the eye of a future that will not be as one planned, we have a choice. We can fall down broken, or come back fierce and rebuild a life that once again, thrives on harmony and balance. We chose the latter.
Friendships light the darkest hours, love is reborn with the right partner…our tree grows. Grander and stronger than we ever dreamed possible. We are not traditional in the truest sense, but we have been there and back again, and wouldn’t trade what we have for the world.
Adversity. Without it, we would never have the fortune of learning our souls.
Life is good. Again.
