Going forward.

Two years ago, on this exact Friday night before mid-winter break started, I was married and wanting to get pregnant. On this night, I got the final shot and was ready to try for a baby over the weekend.

Wow. What a different place I am in, two years later.

My marriage was not good. I was so not happy. Being in a loveless marriage is not something I would wish on anyone. I was broken down and I lost who I was. The joy in my life was minimal.

And the ending of my marriage and the whole divorce process was difficult as well.

That was two years ago.

Today, I'm sitting on my couch, with my feet up on the coffee table, and a glass of red wine within reach. I'm in my own condo, which I bought last March.

My family is close by, and I talk with them daily. I don't know what I would do without them. I have friends who I love to spend time with, and wish I saw more often. They mean the world to me.

I work in a great school, one with a community that I am glad to be a part of. I love my students and classroom. I'm grateful that I get to spend my days in a job I am proud of and with students who challenge me to grow.

I'm a regular attender (soon to be member) of an awesome church. I volunteer on Sundays in one of the baby rooms. I've met many people through growth groups, and I look forward to going each week. The pastor is easy to relate to, and he delivers the message in such a way that you can readily apply it to your life.

I'm laughing, singing, hanging out with friends, reading, finding new passions in life, trying new restaurants, going to listen to music, and confiding more in my family.

I'm not completely over the hurt and scarring of that marriage, but I am making serious progress. I'm amazed that it's been two years, because often it seems like yesterday. But....

It's good to get ME back.

Life is good.