Excruciatingly time could move slowly, and still other days, I could not for the moment, I lived. On the dark days, I regretted that nobody occupied on my concerns, dreams and desires.

I hated an empty, and so I started, I suppose that someone special, fill me and make me happy. At the moment, I thought wrongly, it would be normal again. I would say my old individual. Little know, at first I sadness of my trip, my old himself has disappeared forever. But I wanted to check the importance that I am the person in a certain way. I wanted affection and care, desire, which I did not have more. My heart is always remained confident that I am a Happy End, but by some bad decisions, I am bound lay on the rocks of disappointment.

With the loss of someone who is an integral part of the mine and the lives of my children, my sense of normalcy has changed. Sometimes, I wallowed in uncertainty about my life, and that the tears of my eyes flee to run down my cheeks. I kept emotions hidden most of the time. I could not stand, others have so little, he also seemed to share privately. In rare cases, I am my pain and fear. I wish now that my mourning and more divided.

One day I woke up my life and never acknowledged having a wreck of the ship and now was not the right time to begin. I have always been aware that I am a role model for my children, I think it gathered strength and control of my destiny. Knowing the future, everything was in my hands, it was intimidating and liberating. How will I once again was not easy, but a slow and methodical movement forward.

I am no longer the woman I was, but then with about this trip, how can I expect, or to resume, I had? Indeed, as the years folded into another, I did not need to rehash the past. He was behind me, as it should neither forget nor lived.