This new stage of my life calls on all the warm bodies in my tribe to circle up and face out. I never married with the hopes of it failing. But it did. And, finally, that’s ok. Sometimes things just don’t work out they way we planned. I have worked (will work) hard to find the peace that hides in the odd places here. And while (I think) I’m at peace with the end of that part of my reality, I will still have questions, moments of confusion, the need for guidance or simply for a shoulder to lean or cry on. This is where you come in. Please guide without judgment — not towards me, nor the choices I’m discovering, nor the husband who tried. Please take the journey with me, not ahead of me, and help me learn a new way. I admire your individual strength, which is why I come to you. Remind me of mine. I love you all.