Found...

This blog. Click here to read all about it.

At first, and I'm going to be alarmingly honest and ashamedly so, I was mad. I shouldn't have been so mad, but I was. It is a blog about love, and I was like, "Here is another divorced and remarried girl, right around my age, and I'm bitter about all this stuff. Everyone gets chance after chance to meet people and get married and I get none."

I'm ashamed of my attitude. You can read my post from yesterday to see why I am ashamed. In a nut shell, I hid in a cave for about the last seven or eight years, and then I have the nerve to be mad that other people have success in finding love because they willingly put themselves out there? Well, the logical side of me says to grow up.

Doesn't matter that she's been married and then remarried. In fact, how completely rude and insensitive of me to think such a horrible thing. I know too many friends who've experienced divorce, and it ripped those girls apart. I wouldn't wish that on anyone. And when I read her blog, and really delved into the posts, I cried. Hard. She tapped into a valve inside of me. I didn't read all of her posts, but after reading several, and in particular one entitled "My Personal Ground Zero," I felt something else: kinship.

I've never had someone come home and tell me they don't love me anymore and don't want to be married to me. I have had a broken heart. I haven't dealt with fertility issues, too boot. Ouch. Those are some tough blows. But I know nothing of infertility, either. I do know what it is like to long for children.

My first reaction was selfish and immature. I'm not proud of it. But I'm happy to have found out about this little gem of a blog. I have a feeling that it is going to be a new fave with lots and lots and lots of good insights.