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My story up to that point had been a best-selling novel of love and adventure and ended in a sad and tragic way. You weren’t supposed to die when our babies could barely walk. I imagine your last thoughts in your earthly shell were of us. Continuing the story didn’t seem possible or even tolerable. I slowed down; I listened to my voice, and I found my way. My pen stopped working at 36, and I was forced to re-write my story in the middle. Grieving makes you stop and take stock of who you’ve been, who you are, and who you want to be. I penned the fairytale ending with the same man I married at 27 in a seaside chapel on the Big Island of Hawaii.

The shadows dance and your mind will begin to stretch as your spirit grows.

You can still live this life – a strange thought rife with potential, fear, and unknowing.

The moment came where I felt ready to move forward towards the life I wanted for my remaining days.

That didn’t have to include anyone other than my babies and myself – for the first time in a long time I was ready to write my story alone. You showed a quiet understanding, ability to listen, and allowed for space where it was necessary.

You stepped into my novel in a slow and gentle manner. You are your own amazing self and we are creating our own amazing story.

What was had is not what will be, and the fairytale is not in the ending of the story but rather the journey of the story itself.I want you to know I don’t wish things were different. I want you to know that as difficult as life has been – every day with you tops my grateful list.I want you to know that when you kiss me, I blush and when you text me to say, “I love you beautiful” my heart smiles. You are in my life because I made room for you and you made room for me.People like to compare relationships and make the person that came after feel less than. I’ve picked up the pen and continued to write with an intense fervor and fire.The man that came before made me better able to love the man that came after.Life’s been a journey, I’ve seen joy, I’ve seen regret, but I know that as I continue to write my story, it will only be as beautiful as I allow it to be.

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