Is love worth fighting for, really?? I fought for so many years to hold tight to what I believed to be sacred and holy. The feasibility of moving forward with cold disregard to the magnitude of emotions one should experience when apart from a love so consuming... It is almost something I could give in to. The internal argument, I know, stems from what is right for my children vs. what may just be easier for me. In reality I could succumb to life as it is and sacrifice who I am to make them happy. without regret, mind you. The love I have for my kids is immeasurable. My life has been devoted to them. Which is better though? I struggle to find the answer... everyday... Try to make it work or move on, try to make it work or move on... What if my choice is wrong?

"i think you need to take some time, to re-introduce yourself to yourself" (Glee) odd how sometimes even quotes from a tv show can become something meaningful.