If you have ever wanted a Pinterest-worthy home, it is not as glorious as it seems. For most of my life, home was a moving target in definition and location. It took me a long time to realize that home is happening all around us, in the seemingly imperfect cracks of our perfect homes.
A few days ago, my second husband and I approached our anniversary, and I had something new to reflect on—one year of a happy marriage. Remembering my journey, I see the road to love started with loving myself with a light so bright, it emitted from me like a star in the sky.
Six years ago today, I married my narcissistic ex-husband. Each year, on this day, I light a candle in my mind’s eye for the girl I was and her journey to becoming the woman I am now. I honor the girl who chose herself, when she filled for divorce.