I divorced my husband when my son was only 2 1/2. Although the inclination was to destroy everything that reminded me of my marriage, I realized that it was important to keep some things for my son. Even though his dad had some major problems, he was still his father, and I knew he would want more information as he got older.
Last week, my son stated asking about seeing my wedding pictures. Specifically he said he wanted to see me look weird in a big white dress and he wanted to see pictured of his dad. I had not looked at these pictures in a few years and I expected it to be very difficult. Interestingly enough, it wasn't bad. We sat down, looked at the photos and shared some of my memories. Those times feel like a lifetime ago...a different lifetime.
Although the collapse of my marriage was devastating, it is good to be able to look back and see how far I have come. When it appears that your life is over, there is hope that it can be re-created. It takes time and hard work, but it can happen. It won't be the same life, but it can be good...maybe even better.