7 days and counting

So I am down to 7 days until the big move. Can I say anxiety? I am worrying about all kinds of things. I hope that this journey will help me make a stronger person. I hope to teach my girls that you have to be a strong woman. When I was young, I figured I would grow up and meet a man that would support me financially and spiritually. I want to teach my girls to be strong, to get an education, and believe in themselves. My self esteem is so low at this point. That is something that I need to work on. I am a good person. My good friend Brande is totally helpful. She is holding my hand through this journey and she says she is totally full of shiz. LOL. (blogging at work is fun) Wish me luck in my journey to finding myself and living amongst the cows.

Some days you get a cookie...

A good friend told me that some days you get a cookie and that is a good day. Other days (most days) are non cookie days. Today is a non cookie day. We sat down and told the kids we are getting divorced. They cried. We cried. Life is going to change. The kids and I are moving at the end of the school year and hopefully coming back when school starts if I can find a place to rent.