I thought a lot about yesterday's entry after I wrote it. It's no secret that the bad choice I was referring to was the choice to stay in a marriage that was not working out for waaaaay to long.
It's often easy for me to overlook the fact that the entire marriage was not made up of bad or wrong choices. I also made plenty of good choices, right choices, happy choices, creative choices and then finally a down right courageous choice during that 17 years as well.
This is one of my favorite family photos ... It was just a casual snapshot.
I think as I stand here at a major crossroads in my life, it's important for me to come to terms with the fact that as bad as it got (and some of you that know me, know just how bad I'm talking), my life was filled with a lot of good things at that time as well ... after all if not for being married to Brad, I would never have known the joy of J.A.M. (Joey, Angie & Mandy) Thank you to a good friend for pointing that out to me again recently and thank you to all of you for your supportive comments yesterday, no words to describe how much they are appreciated.
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OMG, did anybody count how many times I used the word choice or choices in this entry?