One Year Equals Twelve Months

So I had all this shit planned out to say but I lost it all when I COULDN'T REMEMBER MY PASSWORD.  APPARENTLY, I havent been here in quite some time.  I put my password in my "notes" section of my phone -- so basically anyone can have access to my words in typed form should I ever lose my phone.  I know how much people just want to take this shit over.

Anyways, hi there, how have you been, whatcha been up to, how many adventures have you been on and shit like that...

So we are coming up on the year anniversary of when the-now-ex-husband wanted me to getthefuckoutofdodge.  For those that have missed it, here's the recap:

I found sext messages.
I confronted him.
He neither confirmed nor denied.
I said what do you want.
He said take the kids and get out.
I took the kids and got out.
Christmas came.
Christmas went.
New Years came.
New Years went.
I got a new job.
I love the new job.
Divorce court came.
Divorce court went.
The news came.
The news stayed.
My job is no longer new.
I still love no longer new job.
The twins were born.
The twins are almost three months old.
You do the fucking math.

So that's that in a nutshell.  What have I gotten out of that fucking madness?  You like the above list?  I can start the list again.

The list isn't even needing to be a list per se because all the goodness I have doesn't deserve to be in some sort of an order.  I have happiness and clarity.  Are you asking is that it; that's all I need because in those two items holds a lifetime of meaning.  It, of course, is MY lifetime of meaning.  You can create your own, but don't sponge off mine because mine does no good for yours.

I did just move, for those of you that don't know, and I'm happy to say that this move was on MY own terms which basically means one more start over, but I am okay with that.  Start overs are what make amazing stories in our lives.

But for the list makers and lovers out there, I will leave you with this:

My children are happy.
Therefore, I am happy.
I am happy, therefore, I have a guy that does more than hang around with me.
That guy, he adores my kids.
 My kids, they adore that guy.
The job I mentioned above?  I still very much love it.
I've lost some friends but gained more meaningful ones.

This year has been nothing short of a ridiculous mess, but out of the rubble comes some amazing moments.  I cherish those moments because they are what keep me going.