Good Day

A little background...I grudgingly moved back to Pittsburgh 4-1/2 years ago after a failed relationship. By failed relationship I mean that the man that I very foolishly became engaged to was someone who I later discovered was a sociopath and a criminal, as well as still legally married to someone else even though I was told that he was not only divorced, but the marriage was also annulled. Although all signs from the aforementioned statement point to me being a very stupid woman, I can assure you that intellectually I am not, which is why the whole situation was an extreme embarrassment to me. It nearly broke me in every way possible, including financially, as I basically handed over everything to my "future husband" while under the impression that we were creating a fabulous life together. I also (again, beyond foolishly) gave him access to my substantial lines of credit, which were, of course, substantially abused. We had moved to another state and, in order to escape him quickly and completely, I left with virtually nothing. I stuffed as many personal items as I could fit into my Ford Focus ZX-5 and headed back home, pretty much crying all the way, experiencing unprecedented feelings of betrayal and failure that devoured my soul.

I had to find a job very quickly even though I wanted to curl up in a ball and die (I allowed myself two weeks of ball curling and sobbing). It was mid-January and I was miraculously hired for the first job for which I interviewed by a very nice man who owned an established and reputable company. About a year later, I came up with an ancillary business idea that I presented to him. At the time, he did not want to invest in the idea, but said that I should continue with it on my own and he would send as much business my way as possible. So, with limited time and funds, I created a sole proprietorship and it gradually became a solid, substantial supplement to my income. I felt the idea was capable of much more growth than I was able to generate on my own, but I was content. The short of the story is that a few weeks ago my boss approached me out of the blue with an offer to buy my business. And about an hour ago, I deposited a sizable check into my account.

Of course, I was happy about the transaction, but as I was driving out of the bank parking lot a song came on the radio that was popular at the time I moved back home. The song is about getting over a bad relationship and I would hear it at that time and think "I'm never going to get over this." I hadn't heard it in so long, but when I heard it this time, it brought an unexpected flood of emotion because I am over it. I'm where I truly didn't think I'd be this soon - and I'm truly happy. I have fantastic friends, a loving family, and I've found myself again. It's been quite a journey. I thanked God out loud with a tear in my eye and a lump in my throat.

It's a good day. ~M1L