As I moved around changing the layout of my furniture and accessories, I realized just how alone I was. Sure, Tanner was working there on the farm, but this new life was mine to live. Alone. A widow who was happy that her husband died, but sad that her marriage never lived up to her expectations. Then there was my beautiful Courtney. So full of life and hope for the future, I prayed that she would find the right man when the time came and still stay independent. I hoped that she wouldn’t make the same mistakes her mother made - letting a man degrade her and make her feel less than mud on the ground. It hurt my heart to imagine someone treating my daughter the way that I had allowed myself to be treated for 18 long years. The day dragged on and on while Tanner worked on the farm waiting for storms to roll in and I sorted through my clothes, changed my decor five times and put up all of my new groceries. Finally settling in for a bit, I decided to lie down on the brown leather sofa. Before long, I was in dream land… “You stupid, bitch!
