I was the most blessed woman in the world. I was married to a man I adored; my children were the perfect children, and financially we were on our way. Yes, for two dumb country kids, we were creating a beautiful life for ourselves and our three children. And then on an absolutely gorgeous fall day, the gates of Hell opened against us. Three decades and a thousand sleepless nights later I have no idea if I did it right, but I am still standing and that says a lot. The honest truth is that if you have come to this blog looking for answers, I truly wish that I could give them to you, but I cannot. The best I can do today is tell you everything I did wrong. Hopefully, you can avoid some of the pitfalls that I didn’t understand at the time. Click here to read.