Well, it is my last week in my little apartment. I am going to miss it so much. It has been my sanctuary and refuge since that fateful day just about 2 years ago, when Michael asked mr for the divorce. Hard to believe it is almost 2 years. It is going to be difficult to say goodbye to my home. I have to believe what I am doing is for the best. I have so much to look forward to in the coming year. This is but a bump in the road.
I have changed so much in these past two years. I was a shy and quiet little girl, never believing that anyone could or would be attracted to me after being totally rejected by the one man who should have loved me fully. Little did I know, that this gift (for that is what my marriage to him and divorce from him has beem) would open up a whole new universe for me, and I would discover that I am not the flawed one he made me think I was. I am worthy of love. I am beautiful...all of me! I am a person worth knowing and caring about. I am just sorry it took me all this time to discover that about myself.
I have so much love to give and I am not going to stash my heart away on the off chance I get hurt again. I have to put my heart out there and take the risks. How tragic would it be if I walled my heart away and played it safe, only to miss the opportunity to find my own true love or two even? (I never believed there was only one person ou there for each of us).
So as I face my 45th birthday (Which, by the way, I plan on CELEBRATING all year!), I embrace my future and my moving is a part of that future and the future looks wonderful.
Love, Light and Laughter,
Amethyst ![]()

I am The Moon