"Life is the Art of Drawing without an Eraser"...
Such a beautiful line. I believed that I related to it. There are no regrets, no looking back.
...but until recently, I know now that life is truely a drawing. There is no erasing.
When I first started these blogs. I basically lost the love of my life. He needed time to figure out if this is where he wants to be again... with me. It was what I thought to be the darkest 3 months of my life. Then I was laid-off. Done. I had nothing else to lose... it was all gone.
After my lay-off, my Love called. He wanted to make sure I was alright. Everything happens for a reason?
We started seeing eachother again... and it was so nice. We caught up from the time he separated himself from me, we talked about what we wanted from eachother. I asked him to walk beside me again... he accepted.
Together for 4 years, then I broke it off in 2006. During my "growing-up" time, I came to realize he is my "1". He's everything that I ever wanted... but I broke his heart.
I know that it'll forever haunt me, it'll never fade from his mind. But we're moving forward.
I feel as though my color is coming back. My hope and faith saved me during that time... I smile more, and I feel so good. I'm happy and probably the happiest that I could ever remember.
"Life is the Art of Drawing without an Eraser"... still so true.
My Love and I recently found that I am with child. 7 weeks. The doctor said it's still early enough and I have options. My only thought at that point was:
My life has no eraser.
Jennifer Daniele
