speaking of the past...

Today (whoops..."yesterday" now) would have been our 17th anniversary.

Even though I miss those more innocent times, I can be honest enough with myself now to admit that I wasn't happy. *We* weren't happy. But it was easier to keep moving, keep going, heads down, blinders on...

...until finally the balance tipped and we overcame the fear and inertia and we broke free. Yes, it was hard. Yes, I was scared. Yes, I fought to keep things status quo for far too long, at what ended up being a very high price. And oh yes, I was afraid to leap into the unknown.

But to paraphrase Neil Gaiman: sometimes when you fall off a cliff...

...you end up flying.