One year ago, today, my life changed completely. That day was the irrevocable end of my marriage, the day I realized things were never going to be okay and the day I took off my wedding rings.
It's just now as I'm on a bus in the Holland tunnel that I realized what today was and what it meant. I'm still not a perfect person or a perfect partner but over the last 365 days I've discovered so much about myself.
I'm okay. I can take care of myself and I can live with teenagers. I can work retail or restaurants but I'm far happier being creative.
I've had so much fun - at times perhaps a little too much - and I've met amazing new people. I'm not afraid to tell people off when I deserve better than they're offering.
I started playing an instrument and (unlike middle school) I practice of my own volition.
As I look back I think, in a lot of ways, I grew up. And at the same I got back a youthful joie de vivre that I'd misplaced along the way.
Now...I need a NY bagel, some starbucks and to stop typing on my phone and start soaking on the sights!