Life Goes On

It's been a bumpy start to 2012 with a mixed bag of emotions thrown in.

A surprise piece of news which got us wondering if we needed more space in the house turned into my worse gut-wrenching and heartbreaking weekend, right smack in the middle of our Chinese New Year celebrations.

Never have I been more confused, dazed, helpless and devastated in my 37 years of existence.

The hub's been a solid pillar for me, and without him to get me through the last 2 weeks, I really wouldn't know how I'd have pulled it off without breaking down every hour. In the end, his motto "Life goes on" entrenched itself deeply in my mind and I resolved to move on. And my wonderful hub stood by my decisions.

It's a painful loss, and every once in a while the lump wells up in my throat. But I'm not going to mourn or beat myself over this experience. I've three beautiful girls waiting for me to fulfill my mumsy responsibilities and can't let them down.

I'm blessed, and I shouldn't ask for anything more.