When I write about something in my past that may appear sad in the eyes of the reader, know that I’m not trying to get you to feel bad for me or to pity me.

Sure, it would be nice if nothing bad or sad ever happened to anyone — but it’s part of life. It happens to us all. I’m just being honest in my writing. If anyone learns anything from my experiences — great! I learned from them (sometimes the hard way), but that’s what experiences are for.

Our experiences make us who we are today — at the moment. Our experiences cause us to choose certain paths.

Surviving emotional and physical abuse brings you to a fork in the road. You have to make a choice. You can continue and pass on that learned behavior or you can choose a new and better path — a better life as a spouse and parent. It’s MY choice.

If you pity me, please stop. My choices make me ME. And I like ME. I like me a whole lot more than I used to.

You won’t find much that is negative on this blog. I like to be positive. I like to be thankful. And I like to have positive thankful people in my life.

I want to influence those in my life in a positive way. I choose not to bebitter, but to be thankful for the opportunity to learn from my scars.

I won’t say I no longer have flaws. Some days I’m a huge failure, but when I am, I’ll get right back up and make the choice between two roads.

Chances are you won’t even know. I’ll just move on down the road to a better me.

So don’t pity me … I won’t!