Sitting in my kitchen eating some pasta that I made from a bag.. trying to savor the flavor of Italy in this bag.. and all the while thinking how amazing that trip was. I am on my own version of Eat Pray Love.. trying to find my way. What do I want from this life? Life has thrown a lot of craziness at me the past few months.. a lot of confusion and frustration and moving.. kids new school.. new job and new life.. But I love every minute of it. It may be chaotic.. but it was God had given me.. this was all meant to happen.. I was meant to go on this journey find out who I really am and find who I really want to be. I have so much searching to do.. I am not done. I have just begun.. as Aerosmith would say "Life is a journey.. not a dis so estination,..and how high can you fly with broken wings". I love that saying..it so true...Good Night for now.. tears flow as they come and go and I learn how to not be married.. to always have someone there.. whom I thought would always be there...he is gone.. but he was never there from the be beginning.. I was a Bride in a white dress flowing down the aisle.. and not knowing what was going on around me.. Better days I hope.. are ahead. Night