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Remember when??

Remember that time that I spent weeks typing out my birth story to share? Like, 3 years ago... Yeah, I never finished that, did I? I feel like I owe you an apology, an explanation. I was so busy trying to hide my hurts and struggles at the time, I allowed myself to become consumed in writing my birth story so I could hold on to something beautiful and wonderful, just a little bit every day.

And then the shit really hit the fan. Like, REALLY.

In September of 2012 I became the opposite of myself because of events happening in my life. I withdrew from all my loved ones who were 8 hours away and tried to deal with the issues in my life alone. I withdrew from the things and people that I loved most. I stopped fiber arts, spinning and writing for a time, and completely stopped sharing my writing with others.  I'll tell you one thing I learned, THAT DOES NOT END WELL FOR ANYONE.

I have friends and family that did not even know I was going through a divorce until after I was remarried, which led to a couple of fairly comical and highly entertaining conversations.  

So here I am, back. I plan to share the end of my birth story, and all the fabulous, beautiful things I have learned about myself, life and love.

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