Today would have been my 30th wedding anniversary.
Looking back, the way that life turned out was NOT what I had planned (although most of what I had planned was about what I didn't want...I didn't want to live in a small town my entire life and I didn't want to marry a farmer).
There are good memories and bad memories. Some of the bad memories are really, really bad. I choose to let go of the bad ones. My goal is for my children to remember their dad in the best way that they can.
It was a long, weird ride. I don't regret it.
I regret my part in making the challenges...but I don't regret doing it.