It's all official, papers are signed, deed is turned over, belongings split.
I'm still mourning for the life I'd planned for with him but also looking forward to the future.
I look back and see the things he should have done differently but also things I should have done too.
The other night I found my journal that I had started when I went to England. I read it (right before bed of course). Then I came to my last two entries. They were from the night before and night of my first date with Scot. If only I had known then it was all an act.
Here's to the future..... A New Beginning...... Here's to Life
