Happy Anniversary To Me

This month marks the two year mark when my ex-husband Mr. Perfect and I separated. All things considered, I think it's worth celebrating.

Four years ago when I dropped out of college I never foresaw myself going back. Now I am one and a half semesters away from graduating. It’s only an associate’s degree but it took me 7 years to get it and I’m going to announce it with pride! I can always keep going for my bachelor’s degree if I decide it’s economically feasible.

Four years ago,  I spent many nights eating hot-dogs and wondering why, when my husband was working 50 and 60 hour work weeks, that we couldn’t afford real food. I still wonder whether that money he earned was going into his own little nest egg or whether he was out with some other woman. These days my boyfriend Mr. Excitement works hard and we reap the benefit of his earnings together. He enjoys buying me little gifts and we’re tucking money away to move into a bigger place. We’re not the Trumps, but we’re finally comfortable and that’s really nice.

Four years ago I was in an abusive relationship. I couldn’t call the sex Perfect and I had making love. The only tender touches I felt were apologies afterwards. Today I am in a relationship with Mr. Excitement, a man who to be honest, still completely excites me. With the pregnancy sex has become less and less frequent but he still kisses me gently and caresses me during our private moments and those moments mean the world to me.

Four years ago I was in a really bad place. Today things are much better. So tonight, I think I will take a moment, light a candle and wish Mr. Perfect a very happy anniversary. After all, I couldn’t have made it here today WITH him.