a letter

Dear whoever is reading

I have reached the age of 39. Where have my 30's gone? I have wallowed the past couple of weeks about mourning my 30's and not accomplishing what I had wanted to do. I then thought of everything I have done

1. I met W when I was 31. It took over 7 years but we finally got married in July.
2. To get to this point it took a lot of pain and heartache at times but the joy I feel with her is something I want for the rest of my life.
3. I got out of a marriage that was becoming abusive pretty quick. W and her home were my refuge until x left to go to another state. I have spent a lot of time mulling over this in the last few years and I realize I did what I needed to do to survive at that time. My kids suffered for a bit but they are all fine now.
4. W had her own personal hell at times.
5. We have 5 awesome kids. No one can tell us we don't have a good family. Our oldest 2 are in the top 10% of their classes and member's of the National Honor Society. We also have a 6th for this year. We are surviving lol.
6. I have finished 2 years of hellish counseling at times. Am I perfect? No damn I don't have to be!
7. I am about 90% done with my degree, I am suffering Seniortis pretty hard this semester. I should graduate in May!!!
8. I am tired of having a dead Gay/ Lesbian community where we live. It's a hushed community and to be out is to crucify your career.
9. I wish people would grow up. I would love to know how they would feel if they were fired because their hair was to kinky of curls.
10. My oldest will be 18 next month. I am finished raising him. Guidance is most of what is going on now. My heart is proud and breaks at the thought of him turning 18.