I used to pride myself on finding happiness in the little things. It’s been difficult for me to do so in recent days, but I am glad to report that things are turning around.

My friends have surprised me. It’s like I forgot that people could care so much. Shannon delighted me by sending me a postcard from Hawaii with a kind note. Kaleigh sent me homemade chocolate chip cookies! Allyson and I walked to Mr. Gene’s Beans for some ice cream together. Ashley calls me daily just to chat.

Therapy is a lifesaver! I’m learning so much about myself. I can’t believe how blind I was to some things that are so potentially detrimental. Therapy should be mandatory for everyone. I purchased some suggested reading material, and I’m reading it with a highlighter in hand. I’m scared to read it, and I’m excited to read it. Learning the truth about yourself is a double-edged sword, but it can save you.

My puppy loves my singing. Nobody loves my singing…but my dog gets such a kick out of it. She’ll cock her head from side to side, bounce a little, then try to lick my face. Truly, I’m just glad I’m singing and dancing again. It took me two weeks to even listen to music.

I’ve started to gather my thoughts for an article — one that can give insight to many women like myself. Once I get it to where I like it, the plan is to peddle it around to major magazines and publications. Hopefully, one piece will turn into several pieces. Also, I’m considering applying for some editing jobs around town; these local papers and magazines need all the help they can get.

Cheesy as it may be, I have a restored faith in God. My godmother, Kathy, really enlightened me to resources within myself I never knew I had. I’ve always been spiritual, but when you ask for help and actually receive it…it can bring you to your knees. I can’t wait to see where this leads me.

Erin put it best when she said that losing the one you love is like losing your heart. It took me a long time to realize that Kyle is my heart — not my life. My life is comprised of so many amazing things that bring me joy, sadness, understanding, anger, passion, etc. I’m getting my life back. I just don’t know if I’ll get my heart back. It’s a terrifying thought to know that the person who was definitely “The One” may never even kiss you again…much less try again at the relationship that was lost. I’ll just have to keep improving myself and praying, and I’ll find my peace and happiness.