Choices, Choices, Choices

Sometimes the only thing you can do is face things head on.  I don't want to run from our family blog because it means something to me.  It means a lot actually.  But I struggle because I know that this is a sad story to tell... and it's not just my story to tell...  And truthfully I don't want it floating over the internet.  But I know people will wonder and my girls will one day ask.  So here it goes...

A choice was made that hurt a lot of people.  It altered our family's path and choices, hard choices needed to be made.  On my part the choices I made are ones that I can stand behind one hundred percent.  Choices that had to be in the best interest for both myself and my girls.  

In hindsight, I didn't ever know that an individual's life could change so drastically from one day to the next.  I didn't realize that my phone would ring so much or that my life would be put in the decision of someone else's hands.  I didn't know that sometimes the media does such a good job of painting a picture of certain organizations in such a negative limelight; that when you really need them the most and get to understand and see what they do behind the scenes that they aren't the bad guys they are made out to seem.  I didn't know that sometimes silence is truly the best closure of all.

I know people want to know what happened and what ended it all but what it comes down to is this; it's not just my story to tell.  What I can say though is hug your family a little tights and thank God for them because things truly can change in the blink of an eye.