I was a skeptic of fairytales. Raised in the shadows of broken marriages, I couldn't quite grasp the allure of happily-ever-afters. But then, on a December evening that will forever dance in the halls of memory, my life took an enchanting turn.
One thing I have learned these past few months that I have been on hiatus from writing is that our existence is finite and I must do everything I can to live the life that was given to me in this borrowed time.
Our tragic histories contributed to our successes today and for that I am grateful.
His plan is really the best plan.
But what happens when you finally choose to leave your lifelong dream? What are you going to be left with?
Marge Villaester 