There are moments in life that are 9/11 moments, Space Shuttle Challenger moments, dates that are forever etched in our minds, those as a collective for tragedy in which we remember exactly where we were and who we were around.
Those moments exist on a personal level also. Today is one of those moments. Ten years ago I was totally unsuspecting, and had the rug pulled out from under my life. I can joke about it now, and describe it like "walking across the street with my headphones on, and getting blitzed by a concrete truck". I believed we had a perfect life, with so much promise for the future. I was rather oblivious to one important fact: Be careful who you trust :)
Ten years removed, I am grateful to my family, my children, my friends, and my Lord for where I am and how I have not only survived, but thrived. I owe so much to my children, who gave me the will to perservere, to drive on and succeed. I truly believe today my life is better than it has ever been.
And to you, I think you know who you are. It isn't even so much like I think you'd ever read this, but I'll write this anyway.
Thank you.
Sometimes it's hard to realize just how stifling and negative someone is until you are away from them, and while it took awhile to find my contentment, I've gone well beyond that to a point of happiness I never really knew before that day, 10 years ago. I wouldn't change anything before then, after then, or now. Yes, you didn't just burn the bridge, you f'ing nuked it, and hurt our children in a way I could never imagine, but your behavior in the long run allowed us as a family to get to a place that transcends any time you were around.
I'm very grateful. And let's be honest, I see where you're headed ;)
