I have been gone

I have been gone way too long.  When open diary closed indefinitely it broke me to the core.  It sent me into a depression so deep you would think I had lost a child, or parent or other loved one.  So much happened right after the closure of open diary, and even still the world keeps turning.  I started talking to one of my open diary friends that I have on facebook.  She is isn’t here anymore on open diary, in fact many of my 135 friends I used to have are now dwindled to 8 or 9, and I only have vague memories of these friends. They are not friends I kept up with through the years.  This diary is different now. I can scroll through my entries on the left side like I used to could.  I can’t find old entries of my friends.  The friends I was closest too on here followed me to facebook, but some that I really loved reading were not on facebook and now are just gone.  I lost a world of friends.  It was like when the trade center came down, we didn’t lose one we lost many. Now I am afraid to open back up to open diary, and give my heart a chance to heal from such a great a loss.

So, I will start with what has happened since I left.  It will be pretty vague, but I will elaborate more later.  In May of 2012 my husband passed away.  I started working for Cabela’s in Allen, TX.  After my husband’s death I decided I need a change. On New Year’s Day 2013 I transferred to a Cabela’s store opening in Columbus, OH. I worked there for 6 months, but was mistreated by my manager, who was later asked to leave the store.  I was offered another transfer to Lonetree, CO.  I worked and lived there for 1 year, but the altitude and cost of living was killing me.  I lived in a duplex type house, and the people beside me smoked marijuana, and that didn’t help me either.  I was offered one more transfer to Morristown, TN, but the license fell through with the state.  However, the move had been made.  I went to Gatlinburg, TN.  I LOOOOVED it there, in fact, my heart is there.  I guess, if I had to choose anywhere on earth other than with my husband to live it would be there.  In November on the 26th in 2016 I came to Arkansas to marry the love of my life.  My son’s father.  On the 27th of November the wild fires took place in Gatlinburg.  I can’t help, but believe getting married and moving with the right thing for me, because 46 of the 120 cabins I inspected and took call for, were burned to the ground.  I most likely would have lost my job all the means I had to live there.

I moved to Arkansas with my two youngest children, Alexandra and Corban.  My three oldest Tiffany, Vanessa, and Whitney are grown and on their own.  Tiffany is 28, married, owns a duplex in Sevierville, TN and is having her first child a boy in March.  He is her 2x rainbow child.  Vanessa lives in Texas, that is a story for later.  Whitney has a daughter with a man she lives with.  She is pregnant again.  Her daughter now is 2 and has lukemia.  Alexandra is a story for another day, nothing bad.  Just my husband is ready to watch TV. Corban is living at home.

I will continue this soon….