Tonight, I am sitting here with a tiny cup of peppermint mocha coffee, indulging in the sound of meditation music strumming along to my peripheral thoughts.

While my fiancé blares ESPN and my children play Toca Boca I laugh to myself. Even through Erics long barrage of burps I am thankful for today. That I have a partner who has been with me or at least there for me in the early days of recovery and motherhood.

If you are going to be with someone, make sure they believe in your dreams and see your spirit and character as an asset and not a defect. I was not sure in the beginning how far I would make it with such a tender soul…