2 Years Ago

2 years ago I had big plans. I had a house, a boyfriend I loved dearly, and a career. We lived in the burbs, and I was all ready to play happy homemaker and Betty Crocker, when it hit me! I do not want to marry this person....

I had been with my boyfriend for 8 years when I decided that this was no longer working.  Somewhere along the way the path we had taken had split.  It was like out of nowhere it hit me.  How could I marry this person who I had nothing in common with, who I barely shared more than a bed with, who I did not agree with on parenting children (that were yet to exist)?  It was not going to happen. 

And you know what some of my friends said?  "About time, K".  "Finally".  "Took you long enough to leave that douche bag". 

Where were these people before this moment?  How come no one let me know?  I mean, I probably wouldn't have fully believed them, or broken up with my boyfriend because of what they said, but it would give them gloating rights when it did eventually happen, along with a bout of  "I told you so's". 

Anyway, 2 years ago I began my life.  MY life.  Not our life.  Not his life.  It was all mine.  And I was excited. 


P.S. It wasn't all that easy though to break up and to deal with all the firsts for the next year (first Christmas alone, first birthday, New Years, etc).  It was a long process that took time to work through.  But at no moment did I want to go back.  I began a new journey. 

My Pretty Little Dream.