After 22 years of marriage which doesn't include 4 years we dated...for a total of 26 years, I find myself like a fish out of water. Where and how do I begin to find love again? I went through the rough part. Facing the betrayal I felt, the tears I thought would never end, the anger, the shame, the fear of being alone with my two teenage sons. Would I be ok? Would we be ok? These are the questions that kept me up at night. And so I reached the point. You know, the point where I felt strong enough again to head out on this journey in search of my prince. Here begins...the chronicles of love for a divorced mother of 2 in her late 40s.
It is as charming as can be... happy growing!
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Kim
Oh dear Rose
ReplyDeleteWhat a beauiful corner you have in your garden.
I can't wait to see it with all those wonderful flowers!!!
Kisses to you
Marcela
I love it already! It looks great!
ReplyDeleteJust BEAUTIFUL...
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Spencer